Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!

Chapter 1055: Evening Star Arc, Then Come With Me

Vincent Warner had long known about Stella Charlie’s unique family situation, but he hadn’t expected it to escalate to this point.He paused for a moment before asking Stella, "Do you want to find them?"

Stella shook her lowered head without hesitation, and said softly, "What can be changed even if I find them?"

To them, she was already dead.

Besides, since she could remember, she had never felt the warmth of a home in that house.

"Then come with me," Vincent said.

Stella looked up at him in surprise, momentarily stunned.

She hadn’t seen Vincent when she was hospitalized, but she could vaguely sense he was an extraordinary man.

Seeing his true face today, Stella clearly realized that he was not from her world.

Looking at the expensive suit he wore, Stella pulled at her own shirt sleeves somewhat self-consciously, the white fabric clearly showing President Dawson’s footprint.

"...No, you don’t owe me anything, and we’re not familiar with each other either."

Vincent reasonably analyzed the situation with her, "So where can you go this late? Even if you’re planning to find a new job, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow. Why not rest well for a night and wait until morning?"

Stella knew Vincent’s words made sense, but she didn’t trust this man before her that much, having just witnessed the harshness of society.

Vincent noticed her apprehension and took a pen and small notebook from his suit’s inner pocket.

While writing something grandly on it, he said, "If you don’t trust me, you can take a taxi to this address yourself later."

Saying this, he tore the page he was writing on from the notebook and handed it to Stella, saying, "This is the address of the neighborhood, it’s about a twenty-minute taxi ride, and below is the door code, you can change it yourself when you get there."

Stella blankly took the paper slip, and Vincent handed her a name card, "My phone number is on it, you can contact me anytime if you need anything."

Before Stella could say anything, Vincent asked again, "Do you have money for a taxi?"

"...Yes."

Vincent still took out all the cash from his wallet, finding it only a bit over a thousand, "It’s not much, but take it and use it first."

Stella hurriedly stepped back to refuse, Vincent’s hand holding the money froze in midair, "Even if you find a job tomorrow, it would take ten days to half a month to get paid, take this money first to cover emergencies, and pay me back after payday."

Hearing Vincent’s words, Stella finally reached out to take the money, "...Thank you."

"Then I won’t see you off? Go back early by yourself."

Besides thanking him, Stella didn’t know what else to say.

Although the future was still uncertain, at least at this moment, Vincent’s help made her feel less desolate.

After taking a taxi to the address on the slip, Stella carefully pushed open the door after entering the password.

She fumbled for the switch on the door and illuminated the room.

She had expected it to be a small single room but didn’t expect the living room before her to be even larger than the home she used to have.

The interior decoration and furnishings were full of a masculine aura, the house was clean and neat, not looking like it had been uninhabited for long.

Stella didn’t move anything inside the house, nor did she explore other rooms.

After borrowing the bathroom to shower, she lay down on the sofa in the living room.

Holding her phone, after a long time, she decided to go to the cafe for a summer job tomorrow.

She thought she might change jobs once she became an adult in a few months.

Perhaps the idea of attending college should be dismissed; she needed to think about how to support herself now.