Chapter 345 Trying to kill Darla

“I can’t just let this go, can I?”

Agnes immediately replied, “I’ll have a word with her and make sure she doesn’t bully you again.”

“Settle things? Do you really think she’ll listen to you?”

Darla scoffed. “She wouldn’t even listen when you tried to convince her to break up with Stephan. Why would she listen to your reasoning?”

“She will. She’ll definitely listen!”

Agnes kept telling herself this over and over.

All these years, she’d given Alana so much money to ensure she lived a comfortable life, surely she’d listen to a word or two from her.

Darla sneered, “Fine, I’ll give you one more chance. But don’t bring any trouble my way, or else... you’ll be kicked out of the Gordon family!” With that, she turned and walked away.

Agnes felt torn and tormented inside.

How had things come to this?

Why can’t she get anything right?

She couldn’t mend her mother-daughter bond with Alana, nor could she earn Darla’s respect as her stepdaughter.

It seemed she really was failing at everything...

Still, Alana had really gone too far this time. Even if she was angry, she shouldn’t have let her boyfriend take it out on Darla.

If he had to take it out on someone, it should have been on her, the mother.

Besides, running someone over with a car is far too dangerous and malicious. Was she trying to kill Darla?

No way!

She absolutely cannot tolerate this happening!

Agnes thought to herself that she absolutely had to talk to Alana again!

***************

Darla returned to her room, walked over to the mirror, and saw her own disheveled appearance.

She had never looked so disheveled in her entire life!

She clenched her fists.

Stephan’s warning to her was still fresh in her mind.

She never imagined Stephan would go this far, he’d actually almost driven his car into her, trying to kill her.

Was she afraid? Was she terrified?

No!

On the contrary, it only enraged her!

She wouldn’t stop going after Alana.

Even if Stephan is angry, what can he do to her?

She doesn’t believe Stephan really has the power to kill her, after all, she’s backed by the Gordon family!

Besides, she wasn’t the one causing trouble for Alana, it was Agnes.

What did she have to do with it?

Even if Stephan came knocking, she could pin all the blame on Agnes.

If Stephan really decided to hold a grudge, it would be against Agnes.

Her father would execute Agnes just to save face for Stephan.

Who knows, Agnes might even get divorced by her father and kicked out of the Gordon family because of this.

So, she really killed two birds with one stone!

Darla sneered coldly; she looked forward to that day!

************

Alana slept almost straight through until dawn.

When she woke up, she felt completely drained.

Stephan walked over and gently rubbed her cheek. “You’re awake. Get up and have breakfast.”

Alana let out a soft moan, rolled over, and buried her head in his chest.

“Why do you always get up so early?”

“I get up to work out and stay in shape.”

Hearing this, Alana reached out and gently poked his rock-hard abs.

“You’re already in great shape. It’s fine if you skip a day or two.”

Stephan chuckled. “Getting addicted to touching them, are you? Remember when we first started? I let you touch me once, and you blushed for ages and didn’t dare touch me again.”

Alana blushed. “How can you compare the two?”

Back then, they weren’t even dating, so of course she wouldn’t dare touch him casually.

Things are different now, we’re talking about marriage, so there’s nothing to hold back.

Stephan curved his lips. “I asked you back then if you liked being touched, but you didn’t answer. Now tell me, do you like it?”

Alana snorted. “You’re asking a question you already know the answer to.”

“So that means you do like it. Women are such prudes, they like it but won’t admit it!”

Alana blinked.

Seriously, he was making her feel so embarrassed.

But she had to admit, his abs were truly stunning, eight perfectly defined, solid, and powerful muscles.

The sexual tension was off the charts.

The first time she saw the photo he posted, she almost had a nosebleed.

Women were just as lustful as men... who doesn’t love a guy with a great body and eight-pack abs?

Clearly, Stephan had perfectly hit Alana’s kink.

“I’m hungry. Time to get up.”

“Get up, then. Breakfast is ready.”

Alana smiled and sat up.

Suddenly, she noticed his left hand, wrapped in a layer of gauze.

Her heart skipped a beat. “What happened to your hand?”

Stephan looked unconcerned. “I accidentally scraped it. It’s nothing serious.”

Alana gently cupped his left hand, frowning. The pain she felt for him made her eyes well up with tears.

“How could you have accidentally scraped it? Does it hurt?”

Stephan smiled and gently pinched her cheek with his right hand. “It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a small cut.”

Alana thought to herself, Does a tiny scratch really need to be wrapped in so many layers of gauze?

She was dying to know how he’d injured his hand, but it was clear he had no intention of telling her.

She bit her lip. “Then be careful from now on. Don’t get yourself hurt, or I’ll worry.”

Stephan curved his lips. “Okay, I got it.”

After a moment’s pause, he smiled. “But since my hand’s injured, I can’t make you breakfast today. You’ll just have to make do with takeout.”

Alana shook her head. “It’s fine. As long as I’m with you, anything tastes like a gourmet feast.”

Stephan chuckled. “It seems like you’re starting to get a bit of a smooth tongue yourself.”

“I learned it from you.”

Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Looks like I’m a pretty good teacher, my student’s getting better and better. When are you going to get a little better in bed, too?”

Alana pouted. “Wasn’t I proactive enough last night?”

Stephan chuckled, “Not quite, baby!”

Alana thought to herself, just how much does he want before he’s satisfied?

No, when I have time, I absolutely have to ask Eve for some advice!

She had to keep going until he was satisfied!

Alana made up her mind, got out of bed, washed up, and then went downstairs with Stephan to have breakfast.

Stephan ordered wonton noodles for takeout.

She’d never imagined he’d order wonton noodles for delivery; she’d never seen him eat them before.

Stephan glanced at her and said slowly, “You told me last time that you and your best friend went out for wonton noodles again. I’m really curious, what does wonton noodles taste like that makes you and her go back for it time and time again?”

Alana was puzzled. Had she really said that?

Probably, but she couldn’t remember.

But she had indeed gone to eat wonton noodles with Eve, more than once. “Well, try some. How does it taste?”

Alana took the initiative to pick up a wonton with her chopsticks and offered it to him. “Ah, open your mouth.”

Stephan found it amusing. “My left hand is injured, not my right. You don’t need to feed me.”

“I guess you don’t want me to feed you. Fine, then.”

She was just about to pull her chopsticks back.

Stephan immediately leaned in, opened his mouth, and ate the dumpling.

“I was just kidding. I’m actually enjoying having you feed me, it tastes better than when I eat by myself.”

Alana smiled. What a smooth-talking man.

“How does it taste?”

“Not bad. It’s mostly because you feed me so well.”

Here he goes again... he’s such a smooth talker.