Uriah was practically sick with anger.
“I’m not really sure,” Stella said, her voice deceptively innocent. She couldn't do it, and she didn't know who could. It was clear she was giving him the runaround.
Because of Ronald’s involvement, Uriah couldn’t afford to be too aggressive with Stella. In the end, he hung up in a fit of rage.
When Ronald returned home, he found Stella pouting and muttering to herself. “If he’s so capable, why is he calling everyone? With all the time he’s wasting nagging people, he could have already figured out what kind of person Leslie truly is!” she grumbled.
Thinking about how Tegan had said Uriah always sided with Leslie, no matter the circumstances or how much Tegan was hurt, made her fume. That kind of unconditional trust was infuriating.
Ronald handed his coat to the butler and sat down beside Stella, taking her soft hand in his. “What are you so angry about now, hmm?”
“It’s Uriah! He still has no clue what kind of person Leslie really is,” Stella complained. “That blind faith… You have to choose who you give it to! Does he really not know how much Leslie has hurt Tegan over the years, or does he just refuse to believe it?”
Ronald stroked her soft hair affectionately. “Didn’t we agree you wouldn’t get angry while you’re pregnant?”
Stella pouted. “I can’t help it.” Anyone dealing with a person like that would find it hard to control their temper.
“So, how did you handle him?” Ronald asked.
“I just told him I couldn’t do it, I didn’t know, and I wasn’t sure.”
Ronald paused. The classic ‘I don’t know, I don’t care’ routine? A slow chuckle escaped him, and his gaze on Stella softened even more.
“What are you laughing at?” she grumbled.


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