When Love Turns Dangerous (Tara) novel Chapter 102

Lance paused mid-step, and his movements stilled. His gaze was icy as he looked at Stella.

Stella felt wounded by that look. She gave a self-deprecating smile, and something unhinged flashed in her eyes.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. I want to ask you something, Mr. Swain. Did you ever have even the slightest feelings for me?"

She asked carefully, as if his no would shatter her completely.

Lance didn't hesitate. His answer was as heartless as ever. "You were hired as a housekeeper at the villa. Why would I have feelings for you?"

His words left no room for doubt, as if it were a mistake for her to ask that in the first place.

Stella was bitterly disappointed. So, she had never even caught his eye.

She looked up again and asked, her tone full of mockery, "What about Tara? She's a housekeeper here too."

Lance said calmly, "She's my woman, so it doesn't matter."

His words hit her hard, making her head spin. She never expected Lance to actually fall for Tara!

Stella's eyes were filled with sorrow as she stared at him.

Why could Tara still win Lance's heart when she was a housekeeper, the very same occupation he looked down on too?

Stella didn't even know if she was trying to anger Lance or what when she said, "Remember that last time you were drunk? The woman pinned under you wasn't me."

Lance's gaze darkened. He remained expressionless, saying nothing.

Stella forced a bitter smile, but her eyes were filled with madness. "You didn't expect that, did you? You got the wrong person. You say she's your woman, but that day, the one pinned under you until she couldn't breathe was Tara."

Lance didn't react. His gaze stayed icy as he waited for her to finish.

Stella's words were full of scorn. "Not only did you mistake Tara, you thought she was me, and you threw her out."

Lance pressed his lips together. He turned to walk up the steps without another glance at the rain-soaked, frenzied Stella.

Stella's laughter turned into tears as she let the downpour soak her.

Eagerly, she spun around, only to see that the one holding the umbrella behind her wasn't Lance.

It was Tara.

Stella's smile froze, her face twisting with shock.

Tara secured the umbrella to the wheelchair and draped a thick towel over Stella's soaked body.

The sudden warmth rooted Stella to the spot. She sat frozen, her eyes locked on Tara's every move.

Tara opened a second umbrella for herself and walked back inside without a word. To her, nothing mattered more than staying healthy.

Stella had schemed against her when Tara went abroad. But now Tara had received a decent payout, and Stella had been fired too.

Yesterday, Gemma had called her. To make up for the near-disaster that day, she offered Tara a pay raise and monthly bonuses.

With payday coming at the end of the month, Tara's bank account would finally no longer be empty.