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The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 220
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Chapter 220 Trapped by Lies Her mind had already been barely functioning.

Now, hearing Abraham actually ask how it happened, Stella felt like she couldn't even breathe.

"Um, uh..." No matter how smart she usually was, right now, she couldn't cup with a single. good excuse.

Ugh, this is a disaster..

Wait, she suddenly thought of something: "It was a nosebleed." Abraham raised an eyebrow. "Hm?" Stella nodded quickly. "Yeah, a nosebleed. When I was helping you, I accidentally bumped into something and got a nosebleed. It got on the scarf." Would that work? She just didn't know if Abraham would actually buy it.

Abraham arched his brow, a look in his deep eyes that Stella couldn't read.

"Nosebleed?" She swallowed hard. "Yeah, nosebleed." Absolutely. It was a nosebleed. What else could it be?! Facing Abraham's stare, Stella felt like she was suffocating.

Without saying a word, Abraham strode forward and scooped her up from the bed.

He pinched her nose lightly, a rare trace of indulgence in his actions. "Got a nosebleed. huh?" "I already wiped it clean," Stella mumbled, heart pounding wildly.

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She struggled to wriggle out of his grasp.

More like scared to death! If he kept pressing her like this, she was seriously going to die of fear.

But because of her sudden movement, the scarf around her neck loosened.

The large patches of bruising immediately caught Abraham's sharp gaze. His deep eyes darkened. "What happened to your neck?" Stella froze.

It was like her mind exploded with a loud bang.Please just stop asking! Dear God, if I've committed a crime, send the police afterdon't keep torturinglike this! After spending the entire night making up excuses, Stella now found herself completely speechless.

She cautiously met Abraham's gaze.

"Abraham," she whispered.

"What is it?" His warm fingers lightly brushed the bruises on her neck.

The heat of his touch made Stella tremble all over.

She could barely breathe. "If I did something wrong... would you forgive me?" She really, truly felt like crying.

Abraham replied calmly, “That would depend on what you did." Stella was silent.

Would he forgivefor... sleeping with him? But it wasn't my fault! He was the one who started it! But now this idiot didn't even remember anything what if he turned around and Stella's brain turned to mush.

Seeing her staying silent, Abraham added, “If Stella fell in love with another man, then no - I wouldn't forgive that." Stella's eyelids twitched hard.

She stiffly stared at him, screaming internally: What if I fell for you? Would you forgivethen?! Her heart was already a mess.

And now, after what Abraham said, she felt like her soul was about to implode.

"I'm really tired. I'm going to sleep," she muttered desperately.

If she couldn't answer, she might as well pretend to be asleep and escape.

But Abraham clearly wasn't about to let her off that easy.

His strong hands caught her slim waist, holding her firmly in place, leaving her nowhere to run.

"Stella, you still haven't toldhow exactly did you get hurt like that?" he pressed.

Stella's mind went blank.

"I fell," she said weakly.

A terrible excuse.

But at this point, her brain couldn't think of anything better.

Just stop asking.

If he kept pressing her, she was honestly ready to just confess m everything would be the end of their relationship as brother and sister. and that No she couldn't risk it. She couldn't bear to lose him! Abraham said calmly, "You fell? Stella, do you really think that's believable?" Stella was on the verge of tears.

Please! Somebody carrestalready! I'll take any crime, just getout of here!

"Stella," Abraham said again, his low, magnetic voice hammering at her! already agile nerves. She couldn't take it anymore.

Fine. If we can't be siblings anymore, I'll just work hard to pursue you! Stella made up her mind, ready to blurt everything out- But just then, Abraham's phone buzzed.

The ringtone cut through the tension like a lifeline.

Stella, body still stiff with fear, glanced at the phone like it was her salvation Your phone's ringing.”