Stella stared at the man who was sitting next to her in the backseat of the car. Her eyes shifted to the divider which was raised for a fleeting second before going back to the man who was busy pressing a white handkerchief to the side of his forehead. Her eyes landed on the ghastly looking cut on his right temple when he pulled away the blood soaked piece of cloth for a mere moment.
She couldn't help but cringe looking at the lumps of half clotted blood which were peeping out from the break in his skin.
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Twenty minutes earlier,
"Stella, will you do as you are asked to do, please?" Taylor spoke up as a frown marred his forehead. He needed to leave for the airport as soon as possible before anyone found out that she had gone missing. He didn't want to take any risks with her.
He took a couple of steps towards her while putting the box inside the inner pocket of his coat's pocket. Extending his right hand towards her, he spoke up. "Let's go, my love. It's time for us to leave for our new home." He gave her a faint smile as he looked at her intently, waiting for her to take his extended hand.
Stella continued to stare at him with a blank face before the corners of her lips curled upwards in a smile. She took a step in his direction and placed her left hand in his extended palm.
"That's more like my girl." He smiled brightly at her. But before he could get any closer to her, a loud smashing sound resonated in his ear.
With whatever energy she was left in her body, Stella smashed the lamp on the side of his step. Due to the forceful impact, the glass part of the lamp head shattered into pieces. Stella instinctively took a couple of steps back when the glass shards flew her way. The metal frame slipped through her fingers and made a loud crashing sound as it landed on the floor.
Seeing the man groaning in pain as he held the side of his head, she tried to make her way towards the door. But after taking a couple of steps in the desired direction, she found herself being dragged back and pushed into the chair.
Taking out a white piece of cloth from his coat's pocket, he pressed it against the open wound to stop the bleeding.
"You are not going anywhere without me." He raised his voice a couple of notches and yelled at her. Taking his phone out from his other hand, he dialed a number while groaning in pain.
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She glared daggers at the man's figure who even after being hit so badly, didn't let her get away from his grasp.
"A person who's as sick as you are, can only love himself." She spat through his clenched jaw.
"No wonder Elena needed to run away from you all those years ago." She added as she recalled her conversation with the lady.
Though she wasn't much vocal about the matter, the mere mentioning of Carston's involvement in the matter was enough to give her way. Moreover, the raging emotions she had seen in her eyes were somewhat familiar to what she was feeling then.
Not wanting fingers to be pointed at his feelings for her, he spoke up without shifting his gaze to her. "I loved that woman crazily. I was there for her whenever she needed me. But instead of returning my sincere emotions and loving me back, that woman ran away."
He took a brief pause and turned to face her before continuing. "But I have got you now. And you aren't anything like her, Stella."
"Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "You forced the girl you claimed to love to run away from you. You tried to kill my husband. Your hands are tainted with the blood of so many innocent lives. I can never love someone like you. I don't think anyone can do that." With these words she turned face away from him.
'Hurry up, Adam!' She thought inwardly, still clinging on to the hope that her beloved husband would find her somehow before they leave the city. Because if he didn't, then he would never be able to find her in this lifetime.
Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up to a stop on the runway where a private jet was already on standby. She gazed at the running turbines of the key through the tinted glass and couldn't help but think that it was over for her.
She closed her eyes and let the memories flash through her mind, the memories they have made together in this short span of time. She was sure that no matter how much time they spend apart, she would never be able to forget that smiling face of his.
"Hey?"
She heard the man and opened her eyes as a lone tear rolled down her cheeks.
"It's time for us to leave." He spoke up as he raised his palm towards her to wipe the tear off. But before his fingers could even brush against her cheek, she swatted his hand away.
"Don't you dare to touch me." She clenched her jaw and spat at him before getting out of the car herself.
Without looking back or bothering to wait for him, she continued her way up the flight of stairs which lead into the private jet. The men who were assigned to look over things to ensure that they ran smoothly, looked at the woman with utter bafflement. They seemed like they wanted to interfere but decided against it when they saw Taylor getting out of the car and following her in.
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