Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Felicia’s cell phone rang.

She saw it was from Sean. When she walked into her room to answer the phone and said coyly, “Sean.”

“Felicia, who is that Jasper?” Sean asked.

“What’s wrong?” Felicia scowled and felt annoyed, but her voice was still as soft as usual.

“Shit, Jasper actually investigated the source of the car, and he has found out that Blackie is my assistant. He is about to track me down.”

“Don’t panic. It’s okay. Why don’t you do another thing for me? I’ll arrange for Blackie to go abroad. Without Blackie, they won’t be able to track you down.” Felicia said gloomily.

“What else do you want me to do?” Sean asked irritably.

A fierce light flashed in Felicia’s eyes. “Kill Stella and make it look like an accident!”

If Stella dies, Felicia could be Mrs. Addington.

“I didn’t expect a gentle person like you to be so cruel.” Sean sneered.

“I’m not being cruel! I just don’t want them to track you.” Felicia said softly.

“Okay, sure, but Blackie must leave tonight.”

“Don’t worry, Blackie will leave, and your real estate development project will also be approved.” Felicia promised.

Jasper was extremely depressed and couldn’t eat breakfast. He was getting to his room to get dressed for a meeting.

He saw a worker’s ID on the ground.

He picked it up.

It was Stella’s.

In the photo, her elegant face was smiling, but there was sadness in her eyes.

“This woman is really careless.” he thought.

” Lieutenant Johnson, send me to the hospital.” Jasper ordered.

Stella had breakfast near the hospital as it was still early.

She walked over slowly.

She was flashing back on what happened last night.

Those scenes still made her heart skip a beat.

As soon as Stella arrived at the hospital gate, a black car sped directly to her.

The car was speeding towards her.

Stella was shocked and instantly ran towards the shop next to her.

However, the driver of the car was determined to hit Stella.

Stella had nowhere to escape. She fell to the ground.

She could only watch as the car crashed toward her.

Next to her, a Bentley drove faster. It drove past her, went on the curb, and hit the flower bed. It protected her from the speeding black car.

Another bang.

The black car crashed into the Bentley.

“Chief.” Lieutenant Johnson exclaimed and got off a military vehicle from behind.

The black car saw that the situation was bad and quickly retreated.

Stella watched as Jasper was carried out of the Bentley and sent to the hospital by several soldiers.

Her head was buzzing and she stood still for a long time.

Was he trying to save her?

Didn’t he know how dangerous it was to do so?

Stella rushed to the hospital and asked the service desk. “A minute ago, a group of soldiers sent an unconscious man here, where did he go?”

“Neurosurgery, ICU on the 18th floor,” said the nurse at the service desk.

Stella immediately rushed to the 18th floor.

Jasper was having multiple examinations.

She sat in the waiting area, feeling worried.

The Director and a few senior leaders approached with serious and stern faces. They seemed very concerned that something would go wrong.

Watching them rushing in, Stella felt even more uneasy.

She would never forgive herself if anything happens to Jasper.

Time passed by slowly.

Finally, Stella saw Jasper being pushed out of the emergency room.

His injuries looked serious with bandages on his head and a cast on his left arm.

Her eyes turned red in an instant and she ran towards him.

“No outsiders are allowed to come close,” the soldier said sternly.

Stella’s heart paused.

Lieutenant Johnson glanced at Stella and said, “Follow me.”

“Thank you, thank you,” Stella uttered gratefully.

She followed the cart into the VIP room.

Lieutenant Johnson left with his soldiers.

There was only Jasper in the room with her.

Stella’s eyes were red with tears lingering. She sat down on the chair beside the bed and sobbed, “Why are you so badly injured?”

Jasper opened his eyes slowly.

His vision was fuzzy and he felt like he was in a vast universe, there were two figures of her dancing at his sight.

“Were you worried about me?” Jasper asked in a deep voice.

He got injured for her too many times, it got worse every time.

However, Stella could do nothing but feel guilty.

Sudden onset of anger and frustration against Federick was boiling in her.

Jasper wouldn’t have gotten injured if Federick hadn’t flirted with any woman. Felicia wouldn’t have hated Stella so much.

“I must be your curse. Nothing good ever happened to you every time you see me. ” Stella said apologetically, with tears flowing down her cheeks.

He wiped her tears with his forefinger and slightly raised the corner of his mouth. “But, I must be your lucky star. Every time you see me, I turned the tables, revolving danger into dust.”

Stella was moved by his words and burst into laughter. “Have you eaten breakfast?”

“No I have not. Would you like to feed me?” Jasper looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Stella blushed and avoided the topic. “I’m going to buy breakfast for you.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jasper watched her leave.

Thinking that he benefited from the misfortune.

Stella went to the canteen to get breakfast and realized that she lost her ID.

Fortunately, she knew the nurse who was also getting breakfast, so she borrowed the nurse’s ID.

She went back to Jasper’s room.

He was resting with his eyes closed. He was elegant like a noble prince.

She walked in quietly.

Jasper gently opened his eyes and looked at her. “I’m not asleep. I’m hungry.”

“Oh.” She put the breakfast on the bedside table and saw that he was still reading the Russian book. “Lieutenant Johnson sent it over so quickly?”

“I left it in the car that day so I asked him to hand it to me. He is now heading back to pack me a few fresh clothes. ” Jasper explained patiently.

Stella blushed and squatted in front of the bed. She positioned the bed upright and set up the meal desk in front of him.

She pulled out his pillow to make him feel more comfortable.

As she was leaning too close, the softness of her breasts accidentally touched his stern chest.

Jasper looked at her with bright eyes.

If he forced her yesterday, would their relationship be different now?

He clearly remembered the feeling of kissing her, as if he was trapped in tenderness, not wanting to come out.

“Stella, fall in love with me.” Jasper said in a hoarse voice.

Her heart started to beat faster and she looked into his black eyes, there was a ball of fire brewing within her.

Stella was flustered and couldn’t think straight. Before she could withdraw her mind from its far places, Jasper didn’t let her retreat, his other non-casted hand pressed against her neck.

Jasper’s warm palm touched her skin and forced her to raise her head.

He bent over and kissed her soft and trembling lips…