The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 814

Chapter 814 Catch Me If You Can

“I saw it,” Silas said flatly.

Lewis sighed. “Ms. Tessa’s really had it rough. When she has kids someday, we’d better make sure to take good care of them.”

Silas went quict. Could they not talk about kids? Every time someone brought that up, he remembered how their boss had kicked him just for mentioning it.

Come to think of it… he is so tall and broad–shouldered, and Tessa was so tiny–what would their kid even look like? Probably small too.

Dale was on the verge of losing it. In the end, thanks to Trevor’s investigation, he finally found out where Victor and Tessa were.

A hundred miles outside of Redwood stood a snowy mountain–Victor had taken Tessa there to ski. That wasn’t a meeting; that was a vacation!

“Head to Echo Peak,” Dale growled through clenched teeth.

It was more than a hundred miles away, but thankfully still within driving distance.

Trevor nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Ever since learning Tessa was with Victor, Dale had been trying everything to see her.

Especially earlier, when he left Black Mountain–Artemis had said softly, “Bring that child back. I’ll accept her.”

Remembering the pain in her voice when she said she’d accept Tessa, Dale felt a fresh wave of guilt.

At, Echo Peak, Tessa looked at the snow–covered slopes, darting around the field happily.

“This is amazing! There’s actually snow here. I thought this place never got any!”

During her time in Redwood, the weather hadn’t been all that cold. She never imagined there’d be a snowy mountain nearby.

Victor watched her, amused. His usually cold, stoic face softened into the faintest smile.

“You like snow?”

“Of course I do,” Tessa said.

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She’d always loved snowy days–eating hot pot at home while watching snowflakes fall; it was pure joy.

Only, she’d always been alone. Her mom was always busy.

When Rianne was around, Rianne would play with her; later, it was Stella who kept her

company.

Victor’s phone buzzed–it was Silas. He answered curtly. “Talk.”

“Boss, Dale probably found your location. He’s already on his way to Echo Peak.”

Silas had been keeping a close eye on Dale’s movements.

Victor glanced toward Tessa, who was still laughing and playing not far away. “He’s alone?” he asked coldly.

“Just him and his driver, Trevor.”

No backup, no heavy security; at least he had the sense not to escalate things.

“Got it.” Victor said and hung up.

Just then, Tessa threw a snowball straight at him. She was a total kid sometimes–playful to the

core.

Victor caught it effortlessly.

Her eyes lit up, and she laughed. “Wow, you’re good!”

“Don’t run too much,” he said. “You’re still recovering.”

Tessa froze. Really? He just had to bring that up?

She still didn’t even know what kind of medicine he’d used on her. That morning, her body had still been a little sore, but now–even after running around–it didn’t hurt at all.

“Come on,” Victor said. “Let’s head to the hot spring.”

“There’s a hot spring here too?”

“There is,” he replied. “So–skiing or hot spring?”

“Skiing,” Tessa said immediately.

In Rivermount, chances to ski were rare. Back then, whenever she wanted to ski, she had to fly abroad. Having the chance right now–it felt too good to pass up.

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“You actually know how?” Victor sounded mildly surprised.

Tessa nodded eagerly. “Of course. I’m good at it.”

When it came to sports, her favorites had always been tennis and skiing.

Anything involving water, though? She hated it. Probably just wasn’t born for it.

Victor saw the spark in her eyes. “Then how about a match?”

“Sure,” she said with a grin.

She’d been dying to ski again.

Victor took her to change into gear. Tessa didn’t like wearing bulky clothes while skiing, so when she came out, Victor’s brows furrowed instantly.

“You’re sure you won’t get cold like that?”

“I won’t,” she said quickly. “Once I start moving, I’ll warm up.”

Victor didn’t argue; he helped her put on her goggles, and she stood still, obedient.

She barely reached his chest; with that hat on, she looked like a little potato.

“How good are you at this?” Victor asked, still skeptical.

Tessa patted her chest. “Don’t worry–I’m solid.”

There were plenty of things she wasn’t confident about, but skiing wasn’t one of them.

Victor had been a little concerned at first-

Until he saw her glide down the slope like an ice butterfly, graceful and steady. For once, the man who’d always thought she was useless found himself… impressed.

By the time Dale finally arrived at Echo Peak–it was past four in the afternoon.

Tessa and Victor had already finished skiing.

They’d booked a cabin on the mountain, and now Tessa was out on the terrace, happily making

soup.

Victor let her do as she pleased.