The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 574

Chapter 574 The Kind of Love You Don’t Share

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The commotion inside had been loud enough to catch everyone’s attention–especially since those two women had been bawling their eyes out as they got kicked out.

Bottom line, Stella had made another splash tonight.

By morning, the rumors would surely be flying: she really was being treasured by the Dawson family.

Abraham came out, and when Maric spotted him, she called out, “Abraham.”

Stella turned around too–and saw him.

Without saying a word, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. “Let’s go home.”

“Okay.”

They had just taken two steps when a woman called from behind them. “Abraham.”

They both stopped.

Abraham turned slightly–and the woman was already walking up behind him. “You should reconsider my father’s proposal. It’d benefit her too.”

Her?

Stella turned around.

And there she was–the woman the two gossips had mentioned earlier. Melissa.

From what they’d said, Melissa had liked Abraham since high school.

Stella knew her, of course. Back then, Melissa used to always try to get close to her.

But she only managed it a handful of times–probably because Abraham eventually shut that down.

Stella looked over at Abraham, just in time to see his gaze darken. “And her benefit requires this kind of deal?”

Melissa stiffened. “You…”

“If you hadn’t shown up tonight, maybe I would’ve considered it. But now…”

He trailed off.

Beneath his cold lids, his eyes sharpened into something dangerous.

“There’s no need.”

The words dropped like ice.

Melissa’s face instantly fell.

Abraham didn’t wait another second. He pulled Stella in and walked away.

Melissa stood there, watching his retreating back–watching the woman he held so tightly in his arms.

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A flicker of resentment flashed in her eyes.

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Marie came over, stopping beside Melissa and letting out a cold laugh. “The Bogden family must be losing their touch. Thinking they can trade women and feelings for political leverage? Ridiculous.”

Melissa drew in a slow breath and turned to Maric. “You know what she was in Rivermount. If we’re foolish, then the Dawson family’s not all that bright either.”

She didn’t say it outright, but her meaning was clear: with Stella’s background, if the Dawson family ever faced something like what happened three years ago, she’d be no help at all.

Marie got the message.

She sneered. “Only weak men sacrifice their marriages for the sake of their family. You think my brother’s one of them?”

As soon as they got in, Stella scooted to one side and stared stubbornly out the window.

She didn’t say anything, but Abraham could tell–she was upset.

“Stella.”

His voice was low and rough.

She kept her face turned to the window, refusing to answer.

The banquet hadn’t been long, but it had sure been eventful. Those two women… what they’d said reflected more than just idle gossip.

And then there was Melissa.

She hadn’t said much, but Stella had heard enough to know–ever since the Bogden family’s second son became governor of Lindt, Melissa still hadn’t given up on Abraham.

Abraham watched her silently for a second, then reached over and pulled her into his lap. “Jealous?”

Stella pouted. “Did you have any contact with Melissa in the last two years?”

Her voice was soft and grumbly. The air in the car was practically filled with the scent of jealousy.

She wasn’t even trying to hide it.

Other women would probably be scared to act this way in front of Abraham–worried they’d come across as petty or immature.

But Stella?

Every bit of her annoyance was written all over her face.

Abraham took her chin between his fingers and kissed her–hard.

“Mm–let go…”

She squirmed, trying to avoid him, but his warm palm slid behind her head, holding her in place.

The kiss was fierce, but tender.

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Chapter 574 The Kind of Love You Don’t Share

Gradually, Stella melted into it.

By the time she was breathless, Abraham finally let her go.

His voice was hoarse, laced with a dangerous kind of charm. “You little brat. Still haven’t learned.”

One kiss and she was practically out of air.

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