The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 2137

If the water got so deep that cars couldn't pass, they would be in real trouble.

"Let's just head back now," Stella said.

"Stay here," Joshua replied. "I'll bring the car around. There's an umbrella inside; I'll bring it to you."

As he turned to leave, she stopped him.

"What about you?"

The rain was so heavy that he would be drenched to the bone in seconds.

Joshua offered a faint smile. "It's just a little rain. It's nothing to me."

Stella's eyes flickered.

He was right. Compared to everything he had endured in the past, getting caught in a storm was nothing.

He tossed her his jacket. "Drape this over yourself when we head out so you don't get soaked."

She opened her mouth to argue, but he anticipated her words and cut her off smoothly.

"It's better for one of us to get wet than both. I have a stronger constitution than you. Don't worry about me."

Holding his jacket, an indescribable emotion swelled in Stella's chest.

She didn't refuse again. "Okay."

Joshua stepped out into the storm, his figure quickly swallowed by the blinding rain.

A few minutes later, he pulled the car up to the theater entrance.

The driver's side door swung open, and he stepped out, popping open a large black umbrella.

He hurried over to her. After a quick glance to ensure the jacket was wrapped tightly around her shoulders, he said, "Let's go."

The wind roared outside. The moment she stepped past the doors, Stella felt the icy sting of rain against her face.

She turned her head and realized Joshua was tilting the entire umbrella over her, leaving more than half of his own body exposed to the elements.

A soft ache brushed against her heart, as delicate as a feather.

Without thinking, she reached out and grasped the umbrella handle.

Stella pulled a tissue from her purse and handed it to him. "Dry off a little."

He wiped away the worst of the water and started the engine.

The drive to her place wasn't long, taking only about half an hour.

But it would take Joshua another half hour to get from her apartment back to his own house.

Driving for an hour in soaking wet clothes was a surefire way to catch a cold.

So, when he parked in her underground garage, she spoke up. "Come upstairs and take a hot shower. I'll dry your clothes for you so you don't get sick."

He had already showered at her place once before. Given that he was currently drenched, offering him the bathroom again didn't feel overly strange.

"Sorry to intrude, then," he said.

Once upstairs, Joshua went straight to the shower.

Stella headed to the kitchen to brew some ginger tea.

About ten minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe.