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Stella’s eyebrow twitched violently. Did he seriously bring a locksmith? Is he planning to break into my place?lladEthan completely lost his mind? He actually had the nerve to try and force his way int
Herbrainshort–circuited for a moment as she looked atAbraham. “Um, I
“Want me to hide?”
Stella went silent. No, that’s not what I mean…
Butseeingthe storm brewingonAbraham’sface, how could she possibly nod?
“It’s just… I still have some unresolved misunderstandings with thatbastard.”
From outside, Ethan’s furious voice cameagain,fullof gritted teeth. “You’re the one not opening the door. If the lock gets busted, don’t blame me!”
As soon as hefinishedspeaking, the sound of someone working on the lock echoed through the apartment. That bastard, he really brought a locksmith?
Stella turned to Abraham, her eyes now burning with rage toward Ethan.
She spun around, determined to find her baseball bat. She was going to beat that idiot senseless.
But before she could even grab her weapon, therewasasoft ‘click‘ behind her–the door had been unlocked.
Stella whipped aroundjustin time to meet Ethan’s furious gaze.
Ethan, seething with rage, scanned the room, and for a moment, his mind went blank. If not for Stella standingrightthere, he would havethoughthe had the wrong address.
But no, this is definitely the right place. Stella ishere, but that man
Ethan’s breath turned ragged “Stella, you–you…
Ethan was so furious he couldn’t even form a
a sentence.
His eyes locked onto Abraham,illuminatedby the bright overhead lights.
Abrahamwas composed,his sharp, eagle–like eyes carrying an undeniable air of dominance, exuding a presence so powerful that even inhisanger, Ethan hesitated for a brief moment.
Then, his gaze shifted downward–slowly tracing the defined ridges ofAbraham’sabs before stopping on the unmistakable. towel wrapped aroundhiswaist.
A man is in her apartment, showering at this hour. Ethan’s fury exploded.
His breathing grew erratic as he pointed at Abraham and turned to Stella. “So this is why you’ve been so desperate to break off our engagement?”
His voice was like ice, hisangersurging as he stepped inside.
Thelocksmith, sensing the tension in the air, didn’t even dare stick around for thedrama.He bolted without a word,noteven whiting to collect his paymentfromEthan.
Stella’s mind went blank. She suddenly felt like she was the one who needed to run.
She had thought she had explained everythingaboutEthan to Abraham clearly earlier.
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She meant it. If he kept acting like this, he might not make it out of here alive.
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She had already given her reasons for breaking off the engagement–he and Lillian had been tangled up for years, and yet, here he was, trying to pin her as the unfaithful one.
Mightaswelljust kill him and bedonewith it.
Ethan let out a cold laugh.“You’re telling me to leave? Stella, you never cease to amaze me.”
His eyes flickered toward Abraham. “If I hadn’t come tonight, I never would have known you were this kind of person. So tell me, how long has this been going on?”
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, his voice rising until he was practically shouting.
“You dragged my name through the mud, exposed my relationship with Lillian to the whole world, just to cover up your dirty little secret, didn’t you? Stella,you’reabsolutely shameless!”
The second the words left his mouth, the sharp crack of a fist breaking throughtheair filled theroom.
Ethan’s face whipped to the side as Abraham’s fist connected with brutal precision.
The fight erupted in an instant.
Ethanstaggered, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He had assumed Abraham was justsomerandom man Stella had picked up.
But then Abraham threw the first punch, his fury spiraled out of control.
“Are you kidding me?” Ethan roared.
Before Stella could react, the two men were locked in a full–blown brawl.
But Ethan wasabusinessman. No matter howmuchhe worked out, he wasn’t built for fighting–not like Abraham, who had spent years walking the razor’s edge.
Within two moves, Abraham had him pinned against the sofa, completely immobilized.
Ethanwas disheveled, panting, unable to move an inch.
Meanwhile, Abraham barely looked atfected–his towel hadn’t even slipped
an inch.
Thatwaswhat had really worried Stella the most–she had genuinely feared his towel would come undone in the middle of the fight.
“Stella, tell your boy toy to let me go!” Ethan spat furiously, glaring at her from where he was trapped beneath Abraham’s grip
Ethan pondered. The audacity of this woman. She has a man in her home, lets him hit me, and still has the gall to act like she’s in the right?
Unable to fight Abrahamn off, Ethan redirected all his rage onto Stella.
Stella snapped out of her daze and rushed over,grabbingajacket and draping it over Abraham’s shoulders. “Put something qn first.”
Only then did Abraham release Ethan, his gazecoldand emotionless as he looked down at him, as if staring at an insignificant insect,