Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!

Chapter 1076: Chapter 1076: Never Said He Liked Her

Stella Charlie snuggled back into the blanket, the sweetness in her heart spilling over onto her face.

All of this felt somewhat sudden to her.

After all, she never thought Vincent Warner liked her.

To be precise, she wasn’t sure about it even now, but having tasted love for the first time, she naively yearned for a sweet and beautiful future.

Vincent Warner returned home at noon as promised.

Originally, he intended to take Stella Charlie out for lunch but found the dining table already laid with steaming dishes.

At this moment, warmth surged in Vincent Warner’s heart.

How long had it been since he felt this kind of "home" feeling.

Looking at the table full of dishes made him feel there was someone at home who cared about him and waited for him.

"...You’re back?" Stella Charlie peeked at him, her smile a bit shy, with eyes holding expectation.

"Why did you make so many dishes?" freewebnoveℓ.com

Stella Charlie smiled awkwardly and explained, "I don’t know what you like to eat, so I made more dishes. I’ll serve the soup and then we can eat."

Vincent Warner took off his jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and walked into the kitchen: "Let me do it."

In the days that followed, the two lived like glue and paper.

Whenever Stella Charlie had no classes, she eagerly returned home, and Vincent Warner also went to and from work on time every day.

The two seemed to have started their married life, but Stella Charlie always felt something was missing.

Vincent Warner would gently do intimate things with her but never once told her he liked her.

She still didn’t know much about Vincent Warner.

She never asked, and he never mentioned it.

On another weekend, Stella Charlie returned from working part-time at a café and bought some groceries needed for dinner on the way, returning home early to prepare dinner.

She thought Vincent Warner would return from work on time as usual, but there was no movement at the door.

After placing the last dish on the table, Stella Charlie went to the living room to find her phone.

When she wanted to contact him, she realized he had sent a message two hours ago: Something came up tonight; I can’t come home for dinner with you.

Stella Charlie turned to look at the dishes on the table, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Sitting sideways on the sofa, she replied: Okay, roughly what time will you be back?

After waiting a few minutes without a reply, Stella Charlie put down her phone, returned to the dining table, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks alone.

The Warner family meeting dinner was supposed to be a family gathering, but the atmosphere was far from the imagined harmony.

Since Sean Warner’s car accident, the seemingly calm Warner family had become full of hidden currents.

With the family heir position vacant, others started eyeing it covetously.

As the second son of the Warner family, Vincent Warner’s chances to become the heir greatly increased in Sean Warner’s absence.

Shane, being Sean’s younger brother, firmly believed the accident was caused by Vincent Warner and naturally didn’t want to hand over the position that originally belonged to his brother to whom he deemed culpable.

This deceitful environment only made Vincent Warner feel vexed.

After the dinner ended, he immediately left the Warner household.

The death of Sean Warner was probably something he could never come to terms with.

Thinking about Shane’s suspicion and hatred towards him, the frustration piled up in Vincent Warner’s heart.

At around nine o’clock, Stella Charlie was in the shower and vaguely heard noises in the living room.

She sped up her washing and changed into pajamas to find Vincent Warner smoking on the balcony.

Her steps hesitated as she approached Vincent Warner, softly saying, "...You’re back?" freewebnovel.cσ๓

Vincent Warner turned to look at her, unmoving, silent.

Stella Charlie pressed her lips together and gathered the courage to ask the question she had always been afraid to: "What happened? Is something wrong?"

Vincent Warner didn’t answer, instead reaching out to clasp her waist and pulling her into his embrace.

The kiss was mixed with a faint cigarette scent.

The fierce intensity seemed both like venting and confessing.