Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2094

"What are you crying for?"

"Beck, I'll find a way to make it up to you someday."

Beck didn't say a word. Someday?

If she can't even manage a simple apology now, acting as if she knows nothing, what about the future?

He saw that lifeless look on Stella again, his hand resting on her back. After a moment of thought, he gave her a firm squeeze.

"Stella, come with me to the hospital tomorrow, get a check-up."

Stella was startled, thinking he had noticed something, and immediately stepped back.

"I won't go."

"Haven't you noticed? You've lost a lot of weight."

From the first time he saw her to now, barely two months had passed, but she had slimmed down significantly, looking rather pitiful.

Stella was supposed to be this vibrant, fox-like beauty. How could she suddenly look like this? Could there be something wrong with her health?

Stella lowered her eyelashes.

"Beck, I'm really fine, I'm just... lovesick."

Hearing this, Beck was close to bursting out laughing.

After stringing along so many guys, how could she claim to be lovesick? That's almost an insult to the word 'like'.

"Oh? Got someone you're into lately?"

He asked, nonchalantly lighting a cigarette, his face clearly showing disbelief—as if to say, let's hear your story.

It was then Stella realized Beck had no interest in her whatsoever.

Sure, Beck might seem like a player, but he's actually the most upright and innocent member of the Sanders clan. Given her current status as his 'sister', somewhat related by blood to the Sanders, he definitely wouldn't see her as someone to be involved with romantically.

Talk about shooting herself in the foot.

Stella felt a wave of disappointment, especially noticing his mocking expression, which made her feel even worse.

In Beck's eyes, someone like her probably doesn't understand what liking someone means.

"Beck, I..."

Before she could finish, Beck, losing his patience, tossed the cigarette into a nearby trash can.

"Alright, that person you 'like' is really unlucky then. Does he know about all the other guys you have on the side?"

Stella gave a bitter smile, meeting his gaze.

Stella stood still, touching her lips, the lingering sensation still there.

She looked up at the ceiling.

The sound of Beck slamming the door echoed throughout the corridor, impossible for Stella not to hear.

She slowly walked to his door, intending to knock, but his voice came from inside.

"Get lost, I don't want to see you right now."

He must have guessed she followed.

Stella's knocking gesture paused mid-air, but she finally managed to say.

"Beck, I was just joking, don't be mad."

The door flew open, Beck's eyes filled with anger, "You think that's a joke you can just make? Stella, is that how casual you are?"

Stella felt a pang in her chest, quickly putting on a smile, "I joke like this with friends all the time, just to see their reaction."

Beck was at a loss for words, he never joked about such things.

"Beck, if you're mad, I guess you could just kiss me back."