Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 130 This Was So Unfair

Chapter 130 This Was So Unfair

"Jericho Hart!"

Noah's eyes were sinister, and his whole body exuded a cold and compelling aura.

"Are you looking for trouble?"

"Oh, it looks like you're scared?"

Noah suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his throat!

Jericho was startled and felt the pressure on his neck increasing, making it increasingly difficult for him

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"You..."

Noah's eyes narrowed slightly, and the viciousness in his gestures was no less than those gangsters

that Jericho had seen.

Jericho raised his hand with difficulty to grab Noah's wrist...

But the door opened at this moment, and Stella came in and saw them.

"Darling!" She was startled, and quickly ran over to hold his arm, "What are you doing?"

Noah came to his senses, slowly loosened his fingertips, and threw him off.

Jericho choked and coughed, but he was afraid that his wound would crack open and did not dare to

cough too hard. He stared at Noah while coughing.

Stella only cared about her husband and completely ignored the injured patient on the bed.

"Darling, are you alright?"

"What can happen to him?!" Jericho gritted his teeth, "Pretty, didn't you see when you came in just now

that your husband almost strangled me to death?!"

"Can you shut up?" Stella glanced at him, "Do you think I don't know how my husband is like? If you

didn't provoke him, would he strangle you?"

"Did you just say something that provoked him?"

"I think people like you should not be saved!" Stella was so angry, she put the lunch box on the cabinet

and quickly went to comfort Noah.

"Darling, don't be angry with him... Considering that he is injured now, don't mind him."

Noah's face softened slightly, and he held her little hand.

"Darling," Stella continued with a chuckle, "if you want to deal with this person, there will be plenty of

chances after he recovers! It's never too late to revenge!"

"Yeah," Noah smiled finally, "Anything you say."

Stella held his face, rubbed it, and smiled softly, looking charming and naive.

They completely ignored the man with stab wound on the hospital bed...

Jericho's eyes widened.

This...

This was so unfair! It was ridiculous! It was crazy!

"Ahem!" he coughed loudly.

Noah and Stella looked towards him at the same time.

"You two," Jericho laughed, "stop your public display of affection..."

"Shut up!" The couple said at the same time tacitly.

Jericho raised his hands in surrender and shut his mouth tightly.

They are a couple, but he is single!

If someone could help him now, he wouldn't have to suffer this...

Stella sighed, shook her head, walked to the side and opened the lunch box.

"Did... did you make this?" Jericho's stomach was already growling.

Stella looked at him with unfriendly eyes. This man first made trouble for her husband and then hurt

Mia.

She really didn’t know why they saved him!

"Eat," she said unemotionally.

Jericho took a deep breath, looked at her with a wry smile, and raised his bandaged hand, "Pretty, I

can't move."

"What do you mean? Do you want me to feed you?!"

"I certainly don't dare to give orders to you!" Jericho smiled cheekily, "But if... if there was someone

who could take good care of me, just like you take care of your husband, I think I will get better soon!"

Stella understood immediately — he wanted Mia.

But had he forgotten what he said when they met each other again? He clearly said he didn't know

Mia!

Stella pursed the corners of her mouth, somewhat dumbfounded.

Before she figured out how to answer him, Noah had spoken.

"I'll take care of you."

Jericho's expression changed, "No, no, I'm not talking about you..."

"Besides Stella, I'm the only one here."

Jericho said after a long while, "You can ask John otherwise."

"John was also slightly injured. I told him to go back and rest after he was bandaged."

"..."

"It doesn't matter," Noah's cold face showed a vague smile that did not look like a smile, "I can take

good care of you."

Jericho's face was ashen, and Stella covered her mouth to hide her smile.

She handed the lunch box to Noah and said in a bright voice, "Honey, I'm going back to the store

first. I'll make your dinner and bring it here. While you're here, take good care of Mr. Hart!"

Noah curled his lips, exchanged a look with Stella, and they laughed tacitly.

Jericho's back was pressed against the head of the bed.

This was the first time in his life that he thought a couple would become like each other after being

together for a long time!

Stella turned around and left the ward. When she closed the door, she heard voices coming from inside

--

"No, no, I really don't need you to feed me!"

"You've wanted to taste Stella's cooking for a long time, haven't you? I will satisfy you today."

"I can eat by myself! I can, really... ah, it's so hot! Do you want to kill me?"

...

Jericho was in good health, so he recovered quickly. He was able to get out of bed and move around

within a week.

Although Noah didn't regard him as a friend, he was no longer his enemy.

Even though Jericho knew his identity, he kept it secret, so he wasn't his enemy.

Noah took Jericho to the yard to bask in the sun in a wheelchair.

Jericho was covered in sweat under the summer sun, but Noah said he was following the doctor's

advice and basked him in the sun for calcium...

Noah definitely did this on purpose!

"Hey," Jericho was blinded by the sunlight, "can we go back?"

Noah slowly raised his hand to check his watch and then shook his head.

"Haven't spent enough time in the sun."

"You..."

"You should be grateful," he said with a calm expression. "Not everyone gets to be wheeled by me

personally to bask in the sun!"

Jericho rolled his eyes several times.

"Hey bro, do you know it's 32 Degree Celsius today?"

"I know, so you have to get some sunshine. Sunshine is good for your health!"

"Then why the hell are you under the shade of a tree?! And playing on your phone?!"

Noah gave him a stern look.

Jericho moved his wheelchair and got in front of Noah, poked his head around, and saw that Noah was

browsing Stella's photos on his phone.

"What are you looking at?!" Noah got furious at once.

"Tsk, tsk..." Jericho suppressed a laugh, "Do you like her so much? You have been sleeping together

every day, haven't you seen enough?"

"It's none of your business!"

"Of course it's none of my business! It's the Martinezes' business!"

Noah's expression turned gloomy, and his fingertips holding the phone tightened slightly.

"Mr. Noah Martinez," Jericho suppressed his smile and looked at him calmly. "There are some

misunderstandings that are better explained sooner than later. Don't be like me... you will lose

everything if it's too late."

At this moment, a bright voice sounded not far away, "Darling!"

Noah looked up and saw Stella waving to him and walking over quickly.

And there was someone behind her...