Stella Grace smiled and looked at his cold face. "You are indeed the Frederick whom I have known all this while. Where do you think I could possibly go to?"
Frederick Addington saw the sarcasm and coldness in her eyes.
Her words were like a bomb, bombarding his brain and nerves.
He had changed a lot for her. Couldn't she see it?
"Tell me, where did you go?" he roared fiercely.
It was as if she would be sent to hell if she didn't answer him.
Stella looked at Frederick calmly. "I am just doing what I'm supposed to do."
"What are you supposed to do?"
"A lot of things. Which one would you like to listen to first?"
Frederick felt like he could not see her clearly, as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them, and she would disappear in the next second.
He was eager to do something to prove that he still had her.
Frederick lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
