Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Just Be Frank Next Time

Miles was a shrewd person, so he knew that Stella was lying. Staring into her eyes, he pulled out the chair at the side, only to be greeted by the sight of a blood stain. While he could tell that she wasn’t being truthful, he’d never considered this reason. He was focused on the item he’d forgotten just now, so his mind didn’t turn in the direction of womanly troubles.

After having a man see something so private, Stella was so mortified that she wanted to crawl into a hole. Her head was lowered as she twisted her hands.

Without commenting on it, Miles ordered, “Wait here.” Then, he went downstairs.

Stella seized the opportunity to slip on her coat. This chair definitely can’t be used anymore with such a huge blood stain. Hence, she wanted to throw it away and buy a new one herself.

A while later, Miles came back up with a packet of sanitary napkins in his hand which he handed to her. “Just be frank next time!” he commanded in a hoarse voice.

Huh? How am I supposed to ‘just be frank next time’? Am I supposed to tell him directly that my period came? He’s my superior, after all, and I’ve long since planned to forget about that night. I’d rather go down myself in this pathetic state than to have him buy me sanitary napkins. What’s the meaning of this?

“Go and put it on!” Miles ordered Stella.

Hence, Stella slinked to the washroom in abject embarrassment, planning to just leave after putting one on. I don’t want to see Miles Grant anymore; this is simply too mortifying! Putting on her coat and shouldering her handbag, she then left hastily. Unexpectedly, she bumped into him again in the elevator. This is plain bad luck! Unable to avoid him, she carefully stood at the back of the elevator.

“How are you getting home?” Miles inquired.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Public bus.”

“I’ll drive you.”

Stella didn’t object because her voice was shaking even when she spoke now, so she couldn’t possibly argue.

Throughout the drive, neither of them said anything, and in no time, they arrived at Stella’s house. While they were still quite a distance away, Stella blurted, “Stop here.” She was afraid that Miles’ car would again enter the villa’s surveillance area if he drove any further, and she’d have trouble explaining things to Zane once more.

“Where is Zane Levitt going these few days?” Miles lit a cigarette in the car, but he wound down the window so that the smoke wouldn’t choke her.

“I’m not sure, but it seems that he’s going on a business trip to forge a project collaboration. Anyway, I don’t really bother about his work,” Stella answered. She was a touch mystified as to why he suddenly inquired about Zane since he rarely mentioned him in front of her.

“Wait a moment. Let me make a call,” Miles said. Then, he took out his cell phone and talked to someone about Zane. After all, they were all in the same engineering industry and were acquainted with each other.

However, Stella couldn’t figure out why he asked her to stay, but she could only remain sitting in the car and keeping an eye on the rearview mirror, worried that Zane Levitt might suddenly appear from behind. Anyhow, her mood on this day fluctuated greatly without any balance.

“Have Zane Levitt go on his business trip five days later,” Miles ordered. The other person most likely agreed, for he didn’t say much before hanging up. Moreover, it didn’t seem as though the other person was his subordinate; that person seemed like a friend of Miles’ instead.

On the contrary, Stella had no inkling about his meaning, so she timidly murmured, “I’ll be going, then.” Miles murmured an acquiescence, so she climbed out of the car. Just then, a gust of cold wind blew past, and she tightened her coat around her. Ever since she’d gotten married, she’d taken to wearing high heels. As the thin heels hit the ground, a crisp sound echoed as the autumn wind picked up. However, she didn’t hear Miles driving away behind her. So, he hasn’t left yet? Is he staring at me from behind?

Out of the blue, a thought flashed across her mind like a glittering meteor. Did Miles Grant have Zane Levitt’s business trip delayed for a few days instead of these few days because my period came? Was it because… because he knows that Zane can’t be intimate with me these few days since I’m on my period? It was because he didn’t want Zane to have sex with me? Is that it? Her face flamed at that thought, and she turned to look at him.

Miles’ car was still there, and he was smoking in the car while staring at her silently.

At this, she hurriedly whirled around and ran back to her house.