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Chapter 839
It was almost impossible not to get lost in those alluring eyes.
"With me by her side," he asserted, "I will never let anyone harm her.”
Eventually, Michael had managed to persuade Diana to go home, albeit reluctantly.
As soon as they got into the car, Michael immediately asked her, “What did Stella tell you
when you guys were alone
together?"
Diana had noticed earlier that Michael had been acting really weird lately. At first, she
chalked it up to him being overwhelmed with joy since finding out that their niece was alive
after all. But now, it was beginning to look like something fishy was going on
"Nothing in particular," she told him. "We were just catching up."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe paused before adding with a frown, "What's up with you, anyway? Why do I have a feeling that you're unhappy
for some reason?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized how improbable her conjecture was. She might have
been very close to Stella, but it was Michael who was related to her by blood, and he had maintained a good
relationship with his niece all along. They had seemed to be at odds with each other for a
while when Stella's parents died, but it had only been a brief quarrel and nothing more. Diana simply could not
believe that her husband would be upset that his niece had returned.
But why was he acting so bizarrely now?
Seeing that she was beginning to suspect something, Michael turned gloomy. He sighed heavily and pulled her into
his arms.
"Diana," he murmured, "you know that I love you, right?"
Diana was startled. She fell silent for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"Of course I know that!" she exclaimed, hugging him tightly." Who else would you love if not your own wife?"
"If someone comes to you with some lies about me to break US apart, who would you believe- them or me?"
"You," she answered without any hesitation. "Because you're my husband. You're the one I want to be with for the
rest of my life. Why would I trust anyone else over you?"
Michael smiled contentedly.
"You really are such a silly goose." He held her close, his face a picture of tenderness, "but I just can't help but love
you anyway."
As soon as his face was hidden from his wife, the affectionate expressions on his face vanished entirely.
He cursed Stella's name under his breath. He must find a way to silence her forever, so she could never expose his
secrets to his wife.
The two of them met at a cafe. They sat across from each other. Michael was wearing a suit, looking as if he was
here for a business meeting.
Weston was sitting at a different table not too far away. He was willing to give them some
space, but he was still close enough to warn Michael not to get any ideas.
"You've found yourself a powerful protector indeed," he commented with a smile that looked
half friendly and half mocking.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yes, I certainly did." Stella smiled and played along. "You didn't expect me to be a sitting
duck, helplessly waiting for your attack, did you?"
Though she was smiling, her eyes were piercingly cold. The smile on Michael’s face quickly
dissipated. He continued, "I know you haven't told her about that... incident. What should I
do to make you keep that secret forever?"
Stella stirred her coffee nonchalantly and replied, "I have no idea what you're talking about,
Uncle Michael. Which incident are you referring to?"
She was only taunting him, of course. She knew perfectly well that he was referring to the
incident where he cheated on his wife with her roommate.
"I don't care if you don't believe me," Michael sneered with simmering rage, "but I have
truly changed. It happened so long ago, and I've now become a completely different man..."
Seeing that Stella was unconvinced , he decided to change his approach
"People screw up all the time when they're young. Am I right? Besides, I haven't done a
single thing to make Diana unhappy ever since then..."
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