The One I Should've Married (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 98

The fury on her face froze, and her body gave an uncontrollable shudder!

Damn it. The moment Stella tore the Sinclair family apart, she should have seen this coming...

She had severely underestimated her.

Beatrice closed her eyes, her chest heaving, then gritted her teeth and said to Vincent, "I'm going to Thailand!"

"Thailand? What are you going to Thailand for?"

Vincent's expression darkened.

At a time like this, she had the time to run off abroad? The priority right now should be finding Xander!

...

Julian Sinclair rushed over the moment he received news that Stella was at the Channing Estate.

He arrived just in time to see Stella stomping out of a massive pile of belongings.

The entire entrance to the Channing Estate was an absolute disaster zone, with women's bags, shoes, and clothes strewn everywhere.

So, after tearing through the Sinclairs and the Sloanes, she had come to rip the Channing family apart too?!

Just who the hell was giving this wretched woman such nerve?

Stella was just about to get into her car when Julian jumped out of his and shouted, "Stella Channing!!"

Stella paused. "..."

Hearing that voice, her eyes narrowed, and two words crossed her mind: Absolute trash!

Julian strode quickly up to her. "You blocked my number?"

Stella scoffed, "Obviously. Why would I let a piece of garbage like you pollute my phone?"

Julian's face stiffened. He fought to steady his erratic breathing. "We need to talk!"

He and his mother had spent the entire night sleeping in the car!

His grandparents were truly ruthless. To force him to win Stella back, they had completely frozen both his and his mother's credit cards.

They couldn't even get past the front gates of any other Sinclair properties!

And now, seeing Stella maintaining this infuriating, arrogant attitude...

Being caught between a rock and a hard place made Julian's temper nearly impossible to suppress!

Hearing him demand to talk, a cold smirk touched Stella's lips. "Still want to talk? The last time we 'talked', you nearly lost half your life!"

After the beatings he took over the last two days, had he still not learned his lesson?

He actually dared to show his face in front of her again. Was his memory just that bad, or was he truly entirely fearless of death?

She shot Julian's ashen face a disdainful glare and scoffed, "Or what, you're looking to lose the other half of your life too?"

Julian gritted his teeth. "..."

Hearing her bring up his near-death experience!

His bruised, swollen face twitched with pure rage.

"You know damn well what kind of 'good deeds' you've done!" Julian seethed.

His gaze suddenly dropped to the red marks on her neck.

His pupils contracted instantly...

He grabbed her forcefully by the shoulders. "What is that on your neck? Did you spend the night with a man?"

His already poor tone instantly morphed into something downright venomous!

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