Spoil her in all life ( Book 3)

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Stella Grace's heart was tight. She held Jasper Milton's hand. She was worried. "Why are you so stubborn?"
"Don't you think it's you who are stubborn? You don't think that the right thing will always be right." Jasper Milton said in a deep voice.
"But you must take your responsibility as a father. You and Bettany Hadley have a son. You need to hold up an umbrella for your future, instead of wasting time on me, it is just a waste of time." Stella Grace was angry.
"Although that child is not what I want, but because he has my blood, I will take care of him, protect him, and fulfill the responsibility of a father, which does not conflict with my pursuit of you." Jasper Milton was also angry.
"How many times do I have to say it before you realize that you can't..." Before Stella Grace could finish speaking, Jasper Milton kissed her lips again and swallowed what she wanted to say.
"Dong Dong." There was a knock at the door.
Stella Grace looked towards the door, her eyes flashed panic, and her back was stiff.
"Stella Grace, who are you talking to?" Frederick  heard the voice inside and asked suspiciously.
Stella Grace looked at Jasper Milton and she was very angry. She punched him heavily on the chest.
Jasper Milton accepted the blow and held Stella Grace's hand. "I'll see you in two days. Please call me if you have anything."
He kissed her on the lips again, got up and went out of the window.
"Stella Grace." Frederick  shouted, "Stella Grace."
Stella Grace estimated that Frederick  would break into the room, "wait a minute."
She picked up the wine in the wine cabinet, opened it, took a big sip, spilled some on her body, went to the bathroom and poured out half of the bottle, put the bottle on the bedside table, and opened the door.
He looked at Stella Grace's red face. "Have you drunk?"
"Um," Stella Grace answered.
He looked into the room and saw no one but Stella Grace. "Who were you talking to just now?"
"Talking to myself, do you have any problem?" Stella Grace looked at Frederick.
Frederick  saw her cell phone on the bedside table, took it up, it was turned off.
He turned on her cell phone and checked the communication record. There was no call record on it.
He believed her.
"What do you say to yourself? I can be a good listener." Frederick  put down her mobile phone and said.
She didn't want to talk to Frederick , but if she didn't say anything, she seemed too guilty, which made him suspect.
"Practice swearing," Stella Grace said.
Frederick  looked at her. "Do you need to practice swearing with your eloquence?"
"Are you praising me?" Stella Grace asked.
Frederick  naturally pulled the corners of his mouth, went into her room and sat on the sofa. "Scold me. I'll listen to you and give you guidance by the way."
"I can't swear now." Stella Grace's face showed inexplicable expressions.
Frederick smiled, "Why are you so lovely? How do you practice swearing in the middle of the night?"
"I have a headache now. I want to sleep." Stella Grace asked him to go out. Because she was too guilty, she didn't look at Frederick . She put the wine bottle on the bedside table in the wine cabinet.
Frederick  hugged her from behind, took a deep breath, smelled the wine fragrance on her body, and said in a low voice, "Stella Grace, I entered your room, not to leave."
Stella Grace frowned.
Frederick and Jasper Milton were very similar in some aspects. They couldn't become friends because polarities repel each other?
It will be too dangerous to be in the same room and same bed with Frederick. Even if she has an excuse of periods to protect her body, but it can't be an excuse for her whole life. If she will let him stay here today, it will become difficult to push him away later.
"I can't sleep with a person in my room." Stella Grace refused.
"Then don't lock the door. I'll come in after you fall asleep. Stella Grace, you must get used to the fact that I'm by your side. Our life is long." Frederick said softly, licking her red earlobes.
Stella Grace's whole body trembled, she covered her ears and looked at him defensively.
Frederick smiled, "sensitive point."
"Frederick, would you like to go out to sleep?" Stella Grace softened her voice.
"I wouldn't." He refused decisively.
She said in a harsh tone, and he didn't get it. She said in a soft tone, and he didn't get it.
Stella Grace was about to go mad.
"Then I will leave my room for you and I'll go out." Stella Grace walked towards the door.
Frederick took her hand and said, "You should give me a time limit. Stella Grace, I have given you enough patience."
"Three months," Stella Grace said.
Frederick's eyes were cold. "Don't tell me, are you going to leave me three months later."
He said this. Stella Grace's heart thumped, and her breathing was not stable.
"Do you think I can leave you?" She asked in a forced calm reply.
Frederick took her hand and pressed it on his abdomen.
It was going to burn, like a cigarette butt, on the palm of her hand.
Stella Grace subconsciously pulled out her hand and looked at him defensively.
"Help me out, no matter what you do, let it get out." Frederick said in the tone of command.
Stella Grace tightened her eyebrows. "Help yourself."
Frederick untied the belt.
She hurried to the door.
He grabbed her arm.
Stella Grace didn't dare to turn.
"Look back." Frederick ordered.
She took a deep breath, based on physical strength she wasn't Frederick's opponent.
She was protected by her periods. She should be safe. She turned around and looked at Frederick .
He has unzipped his trousers, and the shirt has been pulled out a little. It was ruffian and dangerous. It seemed that at the next moment, he will turn into a monster and swallow her in his stomach.
"You have to give me a psychological preparation time. I just divorced Jasper Milton. How can I make a relationship with you? I don't need others to speak ill of me. I will feel so cheap myself. I can't get through myself." Stella Grace requested.
Frederick stared at her.
"Stella Grace, don't play tricks on me. I agree to your request because I cherish you and want to get your heart, but don't consume my trust anymore and take me as a fool, OK?" Frederick's meaningful warning.
Stella Grace knew that Frederick had a high EQ and IQ. She was a little poor, and there was no hiding place in front of him.
"I've been adjusting, I know it is slow, but I've tried my best," Stella Grace replied.
Frederick shook off her hand, "wait here."
He went into her bathroom.
Stella Grace's heart was still hanging, her hands were shaking, and she was looking at the door.
She can escape now, but after now?
Frederick will not trust her again. With his ability, it will be very easy to catch her back.
She can only gamble!
In the restroom, Frederick  glanced at the garbage can and saw the feminine articles. He believed that she was really in the menstruation period.
He washed his hands, turned around and opened the door.
Stella Grace was still there.