Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

As Elvis was driving, he couldn’t but help notice how quiet Stella was. It was as though she had no more life in her.

“Mrs. Milton, Yvonne Harington is being too much. She’s sobbing on the Internet and claiming that she’s a victim. I didn’t expect the Harington family to turn against each other. It’s so terrifying.

However, in order to protect Eli, the President has shown a document that stated that their marriage was just on paper. Four years later, their marriage would no longer be valid, but Yvonne kept denying it.

By the way, they revealed that the person impersonating Natasha was a man. That man was Yvonne’s former doctor, and also her first love. It seemed that she had an affair with him.

This entire situation is more dramatic than a novel. The Harington family is ruined this time. Both Yvonne and Natasha have also fled from the President’s Mansion. God knows where they are now,” Elvis told her the latest news without stopping to take a breath.

Stella’s expression remained unchanged.

Although she didn’t look at the news on the Internet, things had turned out more or less the way she had expected.

“Elvis, I’m going to mail something later. Just wait for me by the gate,” Stella said in a low voice.

“Mr. Chuck has given me strict orders to stick by your side at all times to keep you safe.”

“Who else is going to attack me? Sean? He won’t. If he does something to me, Eli would never forgive him.”

“Not Sean, but Sean’s subordinates. They might capture you to threaten Mr. Chuck,” Elvis corrected her.

“This thing with Sean has nothing to do with threatening Bellamy. Wouldn’t Sean’s men be digging their own graves if they were to catch me? They’ll just add more crimes to Sean’s name. Also, Bellamy has asked you to watch me, not to follow me everywhere,” Stella said coldly. She flashed a stern gaze at Elvis.

“That is true. I’ll wait for you in the car then,” Elvis relented.

Stella walked into the post office. She wrote down the address to her mansion on the envelope and addressed the letter to Bellamy.

Under normal circumstances, the post office would send the letter out on the same night. This receiver’s address was within the city, so Bellamy could receive it the next day.

After she disappeared, it would be too late by then even if Bellamy could guess that she had left for the deserted island.

Taking her own life wouldn’t take that long.

She left through the back exit of the post office and quickly hailed a taxi to bring her to the port.

Elvis found it odd that Stella still wasn’t done after waiting outside for more than ten minutes. He entered the post office and circled around, only to realize that she was missing.

He immediately went into a flurry of panic and quickly called Stella.

Seeing that Elvis was calling her, Stella picked up the call and said, “I’m just walking around, don’t worry.”

“Mrs. Milton, where are you walking around at? Please don’t scare me. Mr. Chuck won’t forgive me if something were to happen to you,” Elvis said with concern.

“I’ll give him a call then,” Stella said as she hung up the phone.

She then called Bellamy.

“What’s wrong?” Bellamy asked softly.

“I’m going to go shopping alone, tell Elvis not to follow me.”

“It’s too dangerous for you to be alone. How about this? I’ll ask Elvis to stay a few feet away, is that okay?” Bellamy negotiated.

“I don’t want anyone to follow me. It’s not as though they’d be able to anyway. Don’t take your anger out on other people,” Stella hung up.

Bellamy had a bad feeling about this. He called Elvis and asked, “Where is she now?”

“Mr. Chuck, I’ve lost her. I have no idea where she is right now,” Elvis said apologetically.

“Look for Anthony, I want her found within ten minutes,” Bellamy said anxiously.

“Yes, Mr. Chuck.”

…

In the taxi, Stella closed her eyes. All of a sudden, the taxi slowed down.

“What’s going on?” The driver said.

Stella opened her eyes and looked ahead.

There were roadblocks in front of them.

She felt like something bad was about to happen.

When she was planning her escape, she had only thought that Bellamy wouldn’t be able to chase up with her. He had neglected the possibility that he could set up roadblocks to stop her.

It was true that being pregnant could decrease one’s intelligence.

“Stop here,” Stella said. She gave the driver 200 dollars, then put on a cap. She got out of the taxi and ran to the walkway.

After running for only a hundred meters, five soldiers stopped her.

“Please come with us,” one of the soldiers said.

“Wait a minute,” Stella quickly called Bellamy. “Couldn’t I come out to get some air?”

“I told you that Elvis would follow you from afar. Why did you try to lose Elvis and go off alone?” Bellamy shouted, getting angry.

“What could I do? My passport and ID are all at home. What do you think I can do?”

“Let my men follow you. At least let me guarantee your safety,” Bellamy said domineeringly.

“Fine, let them follow me then. Are you happy now? That’s settled then. Let your men know,” Stella then hung up.

Bellamy called the leader of the troop and said, “Follow her closely, no less than a foot away from her. If anything happens, report back to me immediately.”

“Yes, sir.”

Seeing that the soldiers had given their word, Stella walked up to the road and stopped a cab.

Two soldiers got into the car with her while the rest followed in a car behind her.

The roadblocks were finally removed.

Stella wanted to board a ship once she reached the port, but she was stopped by the soldier.

Their leader called Bellamy and reported it to him.

Bellamy then immediately called Stella. “Are you going to the deserted island?”

“I’m planning to stay for a day,” Stella said. “Am I not allowed to?”

“Will you be back tomorrow?” Bellamy asked.

“There’s nothing to eat there. I won’t even last for a few days. I just want some peace and quiet,” Stella said in a low voice.

“Three days, and my soldiers will follow you. You’ll be back after three days, okay?”

Since she had lied to him so many times already, one more time wouldn’t hurt. “Sure.”

Stella finally boarded the ship after Bellamy gave her the green light. She requested the soldiers to switch off their phones before leaving.

The soldiers took turns standing guard at her door when she was asleep in her cabin.

…

Bellamy was working in his study.

Elvis knocked on the door and went in. “Mr. Chuck, I’ve been thinking. Something doesn’t feel right.”

“What’s wrong?” Bellamy asked without looking up.

“If Mrs. Milton wanted to go to the deserted island, all she needed to do was tell you and you’d agree to it. Why would she go through all the trouble to be so sneaky about it?” Elvis asked.

Bellamy stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

“Plus, she looked completely indifferent when we were talking about Sean yesterday, as though none of it had anything to do with her. I’m just worried about her.”

“What are you worried about?”

“Well, the deserted island was actually her and Chief Milton’s home. After sending her best friend off that day, she asked me to buy a bunch of postcards. Then, she sent it all out. It feels like she’s trying to finish everything she has to do so that she could leave peacefully.”

Bellamy’s eyes narrowed. “Are you saying that she’s going to kill herself?”

“After finding out Chief Milton had died, Mrs. Milton did want to kill herself. But when you showed up, she thought that you were Chief Milton, so she didn’t carry out her plan. Now, she knows for sure that Chief Milton is dead, so she wouldn’t want to live any longer,” Elvis explained.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Bellamy started panicking.