Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 109 Can't Exercise Vigorously after Eating

Chapter 109 Can't Exercise Vigorously after Eating

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing..." Stella answered in a small voice.

While eating spaghetti, she stole glances at him and pouted, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"You're too accurate with your calculations..."

What on earth was this man thinking? How did he know that her menstrual cycle had ended today?

Stella's face turned even redder as she looked at him with a shy and reproachful gaze.

Noah was completely confused, unable to understand what was happening even after thinking for a

long time.

It was just a meal. Why did her face turn red?

Noah coughed lightly and looked at Stella, unable to help but chuckle. "It seems like you've adapted

well to the Taylor Group these past few days. Is there something that made you happy?"

Upon hearing this, Stella's eyes dimmed and she gently put down her fork.

She recounted everything that had happened to her these past few days to Noah, including the

troubles she faced from Amelia in the company lobby.

Noah listened quietly, able to imagine how isolated she must have felt in the Taylor Group. Although it

was her family's company, her situation was much more difficult than anyone else's.

But this was the path she had to take.

She couldn't be afraid or give up.

And he would always be by her side.

"Darling." Stella whispered, "My father talked to me today and said... he wanted to assign the HR

department to me."

Noah's eyes brightened.

The HR department had always been an important function in a conglomerate, and only trusted

individuals could hold such a position.

But Henry's intentions made him doubt...

Noah smiled, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. He asked in a deep voice, "Did you agree?"

"Of course I refused." Her answer was straightforward and decisive.

He knew that she wouldn't be so foolish!

"Why?"

Stella glanced at him and whispered, "In a conglomerate, the HR and finance departments are the two

most important departments. According to my father's personality, he wants to personally control both

people and money."

"Madison has been married to him for so many years, and Amelia has been in the company for so

many years, but they haven't been able to secure a place in the HR and finance departments. Why

should I be appointed as soon as I worked there?"

Noah didn't speak, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"I guess there are two possibilities." Stella continued to analyze, "Either he's testing me to see if I have

any ulterior motives towards the Taylor Group, or... he's deliberately driving a wedge between me and

Amelia."

"If I agree, Amelia and Madison won't let me off easily. The more intense our rivalry, the more it will

please him!"

"So I won't step into this mess." Stella took a sip of soup. "At least not now!"

Noah chuckled and took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth, his expression doting.

His voice was hoarse and low as he praised her, "You are really smart."

This was completely heartfelt. He thought he had married a soft and tender wife, but Stella had

surprised him again and again.

She wasn't a parasitic orchid, but a kapok tree standing side by side with him.

The roots intertwined underground, leaves touching the clouds.

However, the more it was like this, the more he worried about their future...

Stella sweetly smiled at him, her beautiful big eyes revealing a hint of pride.

"Now you know you've married a treasure, right?"

Noah smiled and remained silent.

"Honey." He rubbed her hair. "Your intelligent mind is wasted working at the Taylor Group! It's better to

be your own boss."

"I wish..." Stella sighed and finished the remaining spaghetti. Then she leaned back on the sofa,

rubbing her round belly.

Noah finished washing the dishes, wiped his hands, and saw her lazily lying on the sofa with a cute

expression. He smiled and walked over, giving her a gentle tug.

Stella was suddenly pulled into his strong embrace.

His strong arms held her tightly. As she looked into his deep eyes, she suddenly remembered the

important thing he had mentioned.

Was it starting... now?

Stella blushed all of a sudden, and she lowered her head, allowing him to embrace her obediently.

"Darling." She spoke hesitantly, "Let's... wait for a while."

Noah was taken aback. "Wait for what?"

"You said you wanted... Oh well, let's wait a bit. I am full, and vigorous exercise is not recommended

after eating too much!"

It took Noah a moment to react, and he suppressed his laughter, his voice trembling as he said, "Who

said anything about exercising? I want to take you out for a while."

Stella froze, her big shining eyes staring at him intently.

"You..."

Noah rubbed her head.

Could it be that he had asked for sex too much in the past, causing her to have a reflexive response to

this? As soon as he mentioned doing something important, she immediately thought of...

She was indeed the woman trained by him!

He couldn't hide his satisfaction in his smile.

Stella clenched her fist and aimed it at his chest, delivering a firm punch.

"Liam!"

"Alright." He gently held her hand in his palm. "What I meant was taking you somewhere."

"Where?"

"You ate too much, didn't you?" He chuckled. "I want to take you out to digest!"

......

Stella changed her clothes and went out with him. They took a bus and then the subway, walking a

distance until they arrived at a commercial street located in the southern area near the seaside.

Although this place was not as bustling as the city center, it had a strong sense of petite bourgeoisie,

and the nearby exotic street added a touch of romance to it.

Therefore, this was a preferred gathering place for many artistic youths.

Although Stella was a local, she rarely set foot in this area.

She curiously looked around, feeling like she had entered a new land. Noah held her hand as they

walked along the cobblestone path shaded by plane trees. Soon, they stopped in front of a shop.

Stella widened her eyes, her heart feeling touched.

"Darling, this..."

This place was exactly the same as she had imagined!

She saw the spacious transparent French window and the sunny little courtyard filled with purple irises.

Noah smiled and led her inside. The interior decoration was fresh and simple. There was a coffee

machine and an oven on a wooden bar counter. Various coffee beans were stored in large transparent

jars, neatly arranged in a cupboard.

Stella was stunned for a long while and looked at Noah with a dazed expression. She murmured, "Am I

dreaming?"

Noah pinched her soft earlobe.

She suddenly smiled, almost clinging onto Noah. Her two hands hooked around his neck, filled with joy.

"Darling, did you find this shop for me?"

"Can I really become a boss?"

"You're so amazing!"

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grip on him. It seemed that she thought of something, and her gaze carried a hint of hesitation.

"Darling." She tentatively asked him, "This shop is expensive, right?"

Noah had already anticipated that she would ask this, so he didn't answer directly and just gave her a

faint smile.

The doubt in Stella's eyes deepened.

"Can you... tell me the truth?"

"What exactly is going on?"