Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 104 Can't Hide His Identity Anymore.

Chapter 104 Can't Hide His Identity Anymore.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Stella shouted and immediately ran over to protect Liam.

"I didn't do anything!" The man looked disdainful. "Ask your husband how he used to serve me... Ha,

whenever I flicked my cigarette ash, he would hold his hand up, his palm serving as my ashtray!"

"You..."

"Beauty, do you think you've married a good person?" The man looked her up and down, making Stella

uncomfortable.

"Ha, he's the lowest kind of scum and even looked down upon in prison, but do you think he's

precious?" The man sneered. "Liam, you're really lucky!"

"Enough!" Stella shouted, her momentum not inferior. "I don't care who you are. This is a public place.

If you disrespect my husband again, I'll call security!"

"Liam." The man's eyes sharpened. "Are you still so pathetic? Always hiding behind a woman!"

"What... happened?" Aiden, who arrived later, was sweating profusely and looked confused at them.

He was most worried about Mia, so he stood beside her.

However, before he could get close, Mia deliberately moved away and kept her distance from him.

Aiden was stunned. The unfamiliar man just sneered and strode out.

Stella's face turned red with anger. She carefully checked if Liam had been burned by the cigarette.

Meanwhile, Mia seemed lost. Her gaze followed the man as he walked out. After a while, she bit her lip

and ran crazily after him in the direction he left!

"Mia..." Aiden didn't stop her, but his heart felt like it had been severely hit, making it too painful to

speak.

......

Mia chased to the entrance of the stadium.

She saw a dozen luxury cars slowly approaching, with dozens of black-clad men on both sides.

Someone opened the door of the first car for the man.

Before getting in the car, the man turned around and glanced back.

Tears suddenly ran down Mia's eyes, and her voice trembled as she called out, "Jericho..."

The bodyguards all turned their heads, alert and vigilant.

Mia stumbled forward, but what she heard was Jericho Hart's cold words. "I don't know you. Don't

bother me anymore."

What he said was like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky. "What did you say?"

He didn't repeat it, lowered his head, and got into the car.

The convoy slowly drove away, leaving Mia standing there in a daze. Tears blurred her vision, and her

heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife. Just as the last car was about to disappear, she suddenly

ran crazily after it and shouted desperately from behind, "Jericho, come back!"

"Jericho, are you even a man? You said you would take care of me and support me for a lifetime! Have

you gone back on your word?"

"Jericho..."

Jericho sat upright in the car, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his nails digging deep into his

flesh.

Mia's hysterical cries drifted away with the wind but were engraved on his mind.

He gritted his teeth, determined to remain calm though his body was trembling.

"Mr. Hart, Mr. Yashmir and Mr. Vince want to talk to you tonight. They've arranged to meet in V8 private

room."

"Okay, got it."

"I'll assign more people to guard outside. Even if the police raid, you can still leave through the back

door."

Jericho nodded lightly.

"Mr. Hart... about Miss Thompson, are you really..."

"I don't know this woman. How many times do I have to say it?"

"Understood." His subordinate lowered his head, not daring to ask further.

"But what about Liam? Should we investigate him?"

Jericho frowned.

There was something off about Liam just now. They had beaten him up quite a bit when they were in

prison together, but Liam's imposing aura was so strong just now, and even Jericho was taken aback.

And was Liam actually married?

Humph, no sane woman would want to be with him. Who would dare to marry him?

"Be careful during the investigation. Don't let any information leak." Jericho lit a cigarette, took a deep

drag, and exhaled.

"Mr. Hart, it seems like his wife is close to Miss Thompson. Should we..."

"Investigate his wife too!" Jericho's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness. "Humph, I'd like to see how

brave this woman is and what tricks they're playing together!"

......

Back home in the evening, Stella helped Liam prepare the bathwater and told him to go in and soak

while she squatted beside the tub, massaging his shoulders.

"You don't have to do this." He smiled gently. "Go to bed early. I'll come after I finish washing."

"I'm not tired!" Stella glanced at him, her hands still stubbornly kneading his body.

Liam's expression changed slightly.

The reason why he didn't want her to massage him was that... her touch wasn't really a massage. It

was seductive.

Her slender fingers seemed to have magical power. No matter which part of his body they touched, it

made him extremely sensitive...

Liam took a deep breath and turned his head to look at her. Her face was slightly flushed, sweat beads

forming on the tip of her nose, a few strands of hair falling down and sticking to her temples, making

her look especially cute.

He really wanted to pull her in and have sex with her. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

It seemed that they had never made love in the water before...

Liam smirked. When he was about to grab her wrist, he was stunned by Stella's words.

"Don't have any bad intentions. I can't have sex today."

Liam was speechless.

Stella mischievously smiled and continued massaging his arms.

Liam was instantly deflated, slumping against the edge of the bathtub listlessly and letting her continue

massaging him.

"Is that all you men think about?"

Liam thought that he was different from other men. He was only turned on when he was facing Stella.

"Um... Of course not." That was indeed what he thought, but he had to pretend. "Men think about many

things. Well, sex is just a small part of life."

"Think about many things?" Stella looked at him. "What are they? Like how to hurt someone you once

loved?"

"What do you mean?" Liam immediately became alert.

He had never done anything to hurt her!

"I just feel sorry for Mia." Stella's voice gradually lowered. "You saw it today too. That man... clearly

knows Mia. She mentioned before that she had a childhood sweetheart, but they separated for some

reason later. At that time, I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect..."

Liam narrowed his eyes. "Is he Mia's ex-boyfriend?"

"I guess so." Stella nodded and then looked at him with suspicion. "Darling, don't you know him? But

why did that man talk to you in that tone? Did you have some kind of conflict in the past?"

Liam was stunned, and his gaze gradually became gloomy.

"That happened a long time ago." He evaded, "I didn't expect to see him again in a situation like that."

"What happened between you two?"

"I'll explain it to you slowly in the future." He forced a smile and reached out to touch her head. "You've

had a tiring day, so go rest. I'll be there soon."

Stella placed clean clothes and a towel next to him, and then obediently walked out of the bathroom.

Liam took his phone and dialed a number, lowering his voice as he asked, "Have you found the

information I requested?"

"The information has been sent to your email."

"Is that person really Jericho?"

"Yes." Andrew responded, "Master Noah, if everything goes as expected, Jericho will also investigate

you and even Miss Taylor. I'm afraid that your identity... can't be hidden anymore!"