The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1831

"Their methods are more vicious than you can imagine, and it's almost impossible to guard against them. As long as you hold onto those assets, you'll have endless trouble." Foreman said.

Stella replied coolly, "The enemy's methods aren't what's frightening. What's frightening is the betrayal of those closest to you.

They knew they couldn't get to me in Solmaris, so they did everything they could to lure me away.

But even after tricking me into coming to another country, they had no opportunity to make a move. It's not easy to plot against Joshua and me without either of us noticing."

Stella's gaze was glacial as she looked at him. "But Neo-Vespera is different. Not only does Haynes have influence here, but so does your family, the Richardses.

Haynes may have been wary of you, but he never would have imagined you'd be ruthless enough to harm his mother.

You were willing to kill so many people just to achieve your goal… Foreman, I don't even recognize you anymore.

Or maybe, you stopped being the Foreman I knew the moment you decided to harm Joshua for your own selfish reasons."

Something Stella said seemed to trigger him, and Foreman suddenly grew agitated.

"Joshua, Joshua! Is Joshua all you can see?!

Star, he's a devil! He'll destroy everything you have and drag you down to hell with him!"

Watching Foreman descend into a frenzy, Stella's pupils constricted.

From her perspective, the one dragging her to hell was the man standing right in front of her.

Stella lowered her gaze slightly, choosing not to provoke him further.

She said calmly, "Bring me the transfer agreement. I'll sign it."

Foreman froze, his expression one of disbelief.

"Star, you… what did you say?"

"You're right," Stella said. "Those things don't belong to me. I'm just returning them now."

Foreman had thought persuading Stella would be a difficult task.

Stella added, "You could also just let me out for a little while when you get back.

I'm so bored being cooped up here all day. I could cook for you in my spare time… don't you like my cooking?"

At her words, Foreman felt a surge of longing.

It wasn't her cooking he loved; it was her.

He desperately wanted Stella to treat him the way a wife would treat her husband.

But Foreman knew that now was not the time.

In the end, his reason won out over his desire.

Foreman took a soft breath. "I can take you for a walk around here when I'm present.

As for cooking… there's no need for now. You should just rest during this time."