Babel Novel
Chapter 49 Thrown Out Again
Chapter 49 Thrown Out Again
Chapter 49 Thrown Out Again
Liam froze.
Was his displeasure so obvious?
How could he be jealous of Oliver for no reason? From childhood to adulthood, Oliver had always
followed him.
Liam cleared his throat and took a sip of water from his cup without saying a word.
But a pair of small hands gently wrapped around him.
Then the faint fragrance from her body found its way into his nose.
"Honey," Stella said softly with a flattering smile. "If you don't like to hear about my work, I won't talk
about it."
Liam imperceptibly curled his lips as he felt better.
"It's not that I don't like to hear it." He turned to look at her and said slowly, "It's just that you've been
talking about Oliver all night. Can you change it?"
Stella opened her eyes wide. "Change what?"
"For example..." he paused. "Wasn't that banquet hosted by the Martinez family? Then you must have
heard of Mr. Noah Martinez?"
Stella thought for a while and shook her head lightly.
Liam's expression darkened slightly.
"Mr. Noah Martinez, you don't know?" he asked persistently.
"Why are you talking about him?" She glanced at him and went to the balcony to collect the washed
clothes. She folded them one by one.
"I don't know this person. I haven't even seen him. What does his banquet have to do with me?"
Liam leaned over and watched her with interest. "But I heard that he is very powerful. The Martinez
family controls the economic lifeline of Emberfall, and my famous ladies attended his party."
"You were at the hotel at that time. Weren't you curious about what he looked like? Didn't you want to © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
go to the party and take a look?"
"Are you crazy?" Stella chuckled, saying, "Why should I be curious about him?"
"Wasn't that banquet for him to choose a wife?" Liam whispered, "If you had entered the banquet hall
and he had taken a fancy to you, wouldn't you have ascended to heaven in one step? What a great
opportunity!"
Stella suddenly stopped her work and looked up at him, frowning.
"Am I that kind of woman in your mind?"
Liam was taken aback.
The little woman usually spoke softly and smiled at him. It was the first time he had seen such a
serious side of her.
"Liam, I always remember my identity. I'm married, and I've been guarding our home well. I'm fully
devoted to our marriage!"
"I've never thought about climbing up the social ladder. I don't care who Mr. Noah Martinez is. Those
people have nothing to do with me. After marrying you, I only want to live a good life with you, but
you..."
"No, I..." Liam's throat tightened. He wished he could take back those words just now, chew them up,
and swallow them into his stomach.
He always said that Oliver had no brains!
Did he have any himself?
Liam was sweating all over and couldn't say a word.
Stella glared at him resentfully and returned to the room. Liam followed her eagerly. Just as he was
about to explain, he saw her pick up his pillow and blanket from the bed and throw them on the sofa.
He wanted to hold her hand, but she shook it off and slammed the door shut.
Then came the sound of locking from inside.
He sat on the sofa, scratching his head vigorously.
After a while, his gaze fell on the pillow and blanket. These things had already entered the bedroom!
But now...
Liam lay down without taking off his clothes. The pillow and blanket were scented with Stella's
fragrance. It was assailing his nostrils.
He clenched his teeth, tossed and turned, and let out a deep sigh.