COLD

Chapter 61 Yes, my queen.

Stella stops to catch her breath as she pushes the big body off hers. They both lay breathless on their backs, giggling and smiling at each other.

"You never get tired, do you?" She asks as he sits up.

Reagan shook his head in response.

"So you aren't going to the company today?" Stella asked, thinking of what she was going to wear to work.

Reagan yawns as he stretches his hands and legs." I don't think so. The doctor said I need to rest."

"Then who's going to run Brighton's co-operation and it's subsidiaries?" She asks, staring at his lazy-looking face.

"Blake and Ryan will. Let's take today as a day off..."

"Who's taking a day-off with you. I'm going to work." Stella replied, throwing her legs down from the bed.

Reagan frowns at her response." Then who's going to stay home with me?" He asks, pouting like a little child.

Stella smiles at his cute face. This was exactly how Isabella looked like when she pouted. With her gaze still on him, she stands up and straightens her shirt." You look so much like your daughter." She says.

Reagan smiles at her words for some seconds before returning back to his pouting state. "Don't change the topic." He says, seeing through her plans of wanting to run away. "Speaking of Isabella, have you wondered what suddenly made you active last night?"

Stella pause for a while, thinking on what Reagan had just said. If he hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have thought about it.

Stella squints her eyes as her brain comes to a conclusion. "Where you the one? So you drugged me and now you are blaming me for draining you last night. You deserve a beating." Stella said as she picked up a pillow. Aiming it at his chest, she holds on tight to the pillow and smack him continuously with it.

Reagan laughs heartily seeing her cute angry bunny face. He grab her hands and stop her before she can pick up another pillow.

"Baby, it wasn't me. I have better ways to get you in bed other than drugging you. You should have known my ways by now." Reagan said as he released her hands.

Stella stops to think. He makes a point. Reagan won't drug her just because he wanted to sleep with her, someone must have done this and she began to wonder what was their motive behind doing it.

"Reagan, do you think one of the workers did it. What is their reason for doing this. What if you weren't around to cure me, what could have happened to me?" Stella asked as her imaginations began to run wild.

She couldn't imagine what she would have done if Reagan wasn't around.

Reagan chuckles at the frightened look on her face. "Little fool, there's nothing to be scared about. What do you remember last when you were on the rooftop?"

Stella looks down as she tries to remember what happened. "I remember I was on the rooftop, then you came. We talked for some time then Isabella came and gave us water. After that, Blake and Amy came..."

"Forget that part. Weren't you feeling ok when I was with you?"

Stella nods, hoping they can get to the end of it. "Yes, I was feeling ok."

"Then when did you notice your body change?" He asks, already knowing who the culprit is.

"It was minutes after I drank the water Isabella gave me..." She trails off, realizing who did it. "Isabella, mummy's gonna spank you today." Stella turns around and stomps out of the room before Reagan can stop her.