The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 A Love No Longer Hidden

The fragile distance she had worked so hard to maintain last night, it had been completely shattered.

Was she supposed to hide it for the rest of her life?

The title of “brother and sister”

she hadn’t wanted to keep that up for a long

time now.

Stella’s eyes turned red as she sniffled, but seeing that Abraham still hadn’t turned around, her voice grew hoarse.

She had already braced herself for any storm that might come.

Finally, Abraham turned.

In the dim light, it was impossible to read his expression. His long legs carried him straight to her bedside.

Feeling the pressure of his presence, Stella instinctively tried to shrink away.

But the next second, his hand slipped under the blanket, grabbed her waist, and pulled her out.

“You–you’re mad, aren’t you? But you were the one who I didn’t seduce you.

-you…”

Her voice was panicked, tripping over her words as she tried to explain.

She hadn’t taken the initiative – but she hadn’t resisted either.

Abraham’s cool lips crashed down on hers.

Stella’s breath caught.

Her mind stalled completely as the kiss deepened, fierce and unrelenting, stealing away any room she had to escape.

Her pupils contracted sharply, her breathing quickened, and her mind spun into chaos.

Time passed.

Only when Abraham’s phone vibrated again did he finally let her go, clear displeasure in his eyes at being interrupted.

Their foreheads pressed together, and his voice was low and hoarse.

“I forced myself on you? Is that what you’re saying?

Stella’s mind was still numb, but she nodded stiffly.

“And what does Stella plan to do about it, hm?”

Her mouth twitched.

Why are you asking me? Isn’t this your responsibility?

What was he implying?

Was he trying to push all the blame onto her?

She could shoulder any burden but not this one!

“This is your responsibility,” she said stubbornly.

“You tell me

what should I do?‘

Her voice broke into a sob, full of panic.

Clearly, she was desperate.

She was terrified that Abraham was angry he would still insist on treating her like a sister.

terrified that even after everything,

If that happened, she wouldn’t be able to bear it.

Hearing her panicked tone, Abraham’s eyes filled with amusement. “So you

“You have to!” she cried. “If you don’t, I’m not letting you go!”

Tears spilled uncontrollably down Stella’s cheeks.

All the burden she had carried for so many years in an instant, she dumped it all onto Abraham.

It had been so long.

No one knew what it had been like for her all these years. Especially after leaving Fleule

that endless separation.

She never knew when she could see him again.

She didn’t know how much influence the Seng family still had over him.

That constant, gnawing worry and longing had tormented her endlessly.

“You have to take responsibility… sob…”

Her tears flowed freely now, a dam that had completely broken.

Abraham gently patted her back. “Alright. I’ll take responsibility. Don’t cry, hm?”

“You were supposed to take responsibility,” she sniffled, rubbing her tears into

his clothes.

Leaving wet, sticky patches behind.

“You little mess,” Abraham teased lightly.

“I’m your mess,” she muttered.

Abraham chuckled and pinched her cheek.

Before he could say anything else, Abel’s call came through again.

Clearly, there was something urgent.

He hung up the call but didn’t linger. “It’s still dark out. Get some sleep.”

He gave a soft “Mm,” pressing a kiss to her forehead before getting up.

Stella suddenly remembered the blood on the scarf – besides hers, there were a few drops that belonged to Abraham too.

As he turned away, she reached out and grabbed his robe.

“Is it dangerous?” she asked.

She knew what kind of business the Luke family was involved in.

She knew what kind of danger Abraham faced on that path.

No matter how strong he was, she still worried. She was still scared.

Abraham turned back, and when he met the worry in her eyes, something inside him softened.

“Don’t worry,” he said simply.

He gently pried her hand away, tucked her back into the covers, and left the

room.

The door closed behind him.

Stella let out a muffled cry and buried herself under the blanket, her heart still pounding wildly.

Abraham said he would take responsibility – but what did that mean?

Would he… marry her?

In her dreams, she had imagined marrying Abraham countless times.

But she had never once believed it could actually happen.