Before long, Rachel and Haynes were soaked to the skin. Stella watched the scene unfold like something straight out of a soap opera and suddenly stood up. Neville glanced at her, assuming she couldn't bear to watch the two of them bickering any longer and wanted to stop Haynes.
He asked in a polite, gentlemanly tone, "Need any help with that?"
"No need," Stella replied, moving to the window and pulling out her phone to start recording the scene.
Neville was taken aback, "What are you…?"
"Of course, I'm filming it," Stella said with a sly smile. "This scene could go viral, whether as evidence of infidelity or just for the drama."
Neville couldn't suppress a chuckle. Outside, Rachel seemed to grow more and more agitated, yelling at Haynes and shaking her head furiously. Finally, Haynes seemed to lose his patience and suddenly picked Rachel up. Rachel struggled fiercely in Haynes' arms. Haynes said something to Rachel in a cold, stern voice, and Rachel froze for a moment. Then, Haynes opened the car door parked outside the diner and placed Rachel inside. Before too long, Haynes drove away.
After capturing the footage, Stella calmly returned to her meal. Noticing her composed expression and steady hands as she ate, Neville couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you upset?"
Stella took a sip of water and said lightly, "They've done worse. I'm numb to it by now."
Neville pondered her words.
In the days that followed, Stella finally found some peace. One afternoon, while she and Abby were at the mall picking out yarn for knitting scarves, a sarcastic voice rang out from nearby.
"Well, well, who do we have here? Isn't it Stella?"
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