Let's Get Married

Stella thinks that Pehry won't come today. She walks into the bathroom and takes a shower. Since there is a schedule tomorrow,
she has to maintain a good condition.
She takes out the white lace nightgown that she has prepared from her bag and puts it on. The nightgown can only cover her
thighs. Her two white legs swing in the air. The cloth is as thin as a cicada's wing that it can hardly cover her body. The red color
on her chest is very clear.
Stella stands in front of the mirror and admires her curvaceous figure. It is a great pity that no one could see her beautiful body.
She has prepared in vain.
Sitting on the bed, she looks at her news on the news page. It is the first time in three years that she has become focus. This
feels great. It requires a strong heart to enter the entertainment industry. On this point, Stella does well. The harsher the netizens
curse her, the more satisfied she is.
These bumpkins are just jealous of her. She doesn't believe that anyone else who meets Pehry can still stay unmoved. They just
have no chance.
However, thinking of Pehry's status and the fact that he is unmarried, Stella can't help but blush. Perhaps one day, she could
become the man's wife.
It is late at night and sleepiness comes to her. Just as Stella is about to turn off the lights and sleep, she heard the sound of the
door opening. It is a sound that only comes when the door is opened with the room card.
Just now, she was thinking and forgot to counter lock the door. By the time she comes back to her senses, the man has already
walked in.
Stella looks up and stares at the tall figure in panic, but she is shocked when seeing the man's face clearly.
After a few seconds of astonishment, she becomes surprised and excited.
Taking off the hands that cover her chest, she stands up from the bed and walks to the man in a few steps. Stella is familiar with
alcohol due to her long-time social contact. Thus she immediately senses the smell of alcohol on the man. She asked in her
most concerned voice, "Did you drink?"
She reaches to the man's arm as she says.

With the approaching of both the gentle breath and the soft body, Pehry almost instinctively pushes her away. Without control of
his force, he pushes her to the side of the bed.
Stella exclaimed. Fortunately, she falls to the side of the bed instead of the ground. She looks at the man standing beside her in
fear and says with grievance, "Mr. Pehry, what are you doing?"
Stella is very clear about the nature of men. The stronger a man is, the more protective he is, especially towards pitiful women.
They aren't kind-hearted but to show how powerful they are. They are just disrespecting women and materializing them.
As for Stella, she enjoys this inferiority of women and superiority of men. She is familiar with and good at pretending to be pitiful.
Unfortunately, Pehry does not like this. He becomes protective only to the person he loves. He disdains to look at people like
Stella.
Pehry says with strong indifference and hate, "Don't touch me."
Stella is shocked and her eyes widened. She can't believe that a man should despise her so much.
She knows that she cannot be compared to those famous actresses, but her body can't be disgusting.
Besides, she has accompanied quite a few powerful people before. Even though they were unwilling to invest her, no one would
keep away from her.
The problem isn't on her. Stella thought, could it be that Mr. Pehry is in a bad mood today?
The more she thinks about it, the more likely it is. She stands up from the bad and softly said, "Mr. Pehry, did you drink too
much? Shall I ask the hotel to deliver a sober soup?"
Pehry's face looks grim all the way. He has seen so many people and things like this before. There is nothing that can easily
tempt him.
Not to mention this woman's stupid tricks.
He turns around and sits on the sofa. His temples seem to be pulled by a thread, and it is so tense that it hurts.
Seeing that Stella is about to approach him again, Pehry points at the spot she stands and says, "Just stay there."
"Mr. Pehry?" Stella can tell that he really doesn't want to get close to her and is confused.

He has asked her to come here, but now...
"Your name is?" When she is puzzled, the man suddenly says. His brows slightly knit as if he is recalling something.
Stella hurriedly says, "Mr. Pehry, my name is Stella. I'm from JM Entertainment. We have met at the dinner party once before."
Afraid that Pehry cannot recall, her anxiety shows on her face.
Pehry raises his eyebrows, "Mr. Devon's people."
"Right."
"Did you see the news?" Pehry's tone is slow and unhurried, as if he is talking about other people's affairs. He is quite indifferent.
For such a wonderful night he should do nothing but discuss the news with her?
Stella wants to get close, but she doesn't dare to. She stands a few steps away from him, like a prisoner being questioned. She
answers honestly, "I saw it. My boss also told me not to say anything else."
Pehry hangs up the jeer of his lips, "You and your boss are very obedient."
There is a hint of sarcasm in his words. Unfortunately, Stella is not smart enough to recognize it. "Mr. Pehry, you are
overpraising. We are just for the sake of you and your company."
"Oh?" Pehry sneers at her, "If that's the case, I still have to thank you all."
Stella realizes that she is talking too much and hurriedly shakes her head, "No, I...I didn't mean that!"
"It doesn't matter." Pehry interrupts her as if he doesn't have the patience to continue listening. "No matter what you think, it
doesn't matter to me."
Stella does not understand what he means. She does not know Pehry, so she does not dare to speculate.
The man says indifferently, "Cooperate with me in everything I want you to do. I will treat you well at your work. On the contrary, if
you say something that you shouldn't have said. You will know the consequences...understand?"
Stella can't help but shiver, "Understand..."

Although she doesn't know what kind of person Pehry was, she can still sense from the reactions of the surrounding people and
some rumors that he is definitely not an esay-going person. A little relation with this man could be beneficial to her entire life.
Therefore, she does not dare to offend him in any case.
"Don't worry, Mr. Pehry. I won't say anything!" Thinking of this, Stella hurriedly assures him in an extremely humble gesture. "As
long as it's your orders, I'll do it well."
Looking at the flattering face in front of him, Pehry remembers the flattery he has just received from the wine bureau. Although
he has always lived in such an environment, there are moments when he has a true temperament. Now, he has to equip himself
fully and live with a mask.
The man lowers his head and takes a deep breath. Without stopping for a moment, he turns around and leaves the room.
Stella stands behind her and watches him leaving. She can only swallow her unwillingness back.
She keeps comforting herself that it is fine since there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.