Our Journey Back To Love
Chapter 153

Chapter 153

In the hospital, Bernard handed Stella the pumpkin soup. “Did your employee steal your design draft?”

Stella was astonished. “How did you know?”

“I just asked around.” Bernard sat on the chair, looking handsome with long limbs.

Stella sighed. She didn’t expect the news to be widespread. Was her reputation tarnished then?

Bernard stared at the silent Stella for a few seconds. “Actually, you don’t have to be pessimistic. Your name can be cleared once you replace Alice or replace out who framed you.”

“It’s easy for you to say that. Alice has gone abroad. How am I going to replace her?” Stella looked tired.

At first, Yoel promised to replace Alice for her. But now that the plagiarism was confirmed, he was likely in too much trouble himself to spare any effort to help her.

Bernard raised his eyebrows. “I can help you replace her.”

“You can help me?”

“Yeah.”

Stella looked at him. “Why do you want to help me?”

“Didn’t I offend you before? I’d like to apologize to you. Bernard said.

Stella was taken aback. “I’m in enough of a mess now and in no mood to joke with you. Please don’t

tease me.”

She didn’t believe Bernard in the slightest, thinking he was just making fun of her. He had to be

deliberately giving her hope before taking it away so as to throw her into despair.

Bernard frowned. “Am I a scum in your eyes?”

“More or less.” Stella indeed had a poor impression of him.

Bernard looked helpless. “Then give me a chance to prove my sincerity to you.”

Brian happened to hear Bernard’s words as he opened the ward door

A chance to prove what? Bernard had been giving Stella the cold shoulder a while ago but started. flattering her lately. Could he have fallen for her?

Brian’s face turned cold at this thought. Stella glanced toward the opening door, only to see Brian in a

black suit outside staring at them expressionlessly.

“Brian?” Bernard was surprised. “Aren’t you gone?”

“My wife is ill. Shouldn’t I visit her?” Brian cast him a cold glance.

Wife? Bernard asked, “Aren’t you two divorced?”

“Not yet.” Brian strode to the bed, where Stella ate pumpkin soup silently with her head down, her face

pale

He shifted his gaze to the infusion needle on the back of her hand. The injection of the second bottle of

fluid was in progress

Brian didn’t say anything but touched Stella’s forehead with his palm. It was a little hot Stella was startled. “What are you doing?”

They had talked it over and cut ties the other day, only waiting for the issuance of the divorce certificats

at the end of the cooling–off period.

“Do you need two bottles of fluid?‘ Brian asked, sitting down.

“Yes” Stella didn’t know what else to say. She took Brian’s hand off and continued eating pumpkin soup

Brian’s face darkened when he saw Stella resisting. He suddenly took away her pumpkin sout

Stunned, Stella looked up at him. “What are you doing?”

“How can there be enough nutrition with only pumpkin soup?” Bran turned around shouting “Mike”

Mike carried over a multi–layered lunch box with several light dishes all of which were Stelas favorites! Mrs. Foley, these are some of your favorite dishes that Mr. Foley ordered from Cloud Diner

Stella was bewildered. How did Brian know all her favorite foods when she never told him? Could he have

such a good memory that he remembered everything after seeing it once?