Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 126: Chapter 126
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"I just asked him to help me find a stand-in groom, but he offered to marry me himself." Stella concluded, "Then it hit me—Jordan was someone the Hayes family couldn't afford to mess with. So I went ahead with it."
Kevin's hands balled into white-knuckled fists.
Stella comforted him, "Kevin, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."
"It's all my fault," he said. "For three years, I was so focused on looking for you that I never tried to better myself. When you needed me most, I couldn't be there for you.
"And now, I have to stand by and watch you marry someone else. It just tears me apart."
Stella looked at Kevin and said softly, "It's not like that, Kevin. I truly hope we can stay close friends for life."
Kevin focused his eyes on Stella. "Just give me some time. I'll go back and make something of myself," he said earnestly, "If he ever wrongs you and you decide to divorce him, I'll be right here, waiting for you."
"He's actually been really good to me," she said hesitantly. "He found me a new doctor, let me take out my anger on Max—he's still in the hospital now, and he even personally designed and had clothes made himself for me."
Kevin was taken aback. "He... he loves you?"
Stella shook her head. "No. I developed an app named Apple, and he just handled the promotion. That mysterious mastermind behind him? It's me. He's doing all this to maintain our business partnership."
Kevin sat paralyzed long after she left. 'Apple was actually developed by Stella?' Kevin was stunned.
People said that an apple made Newton, an apple made Jobs, and later, an apple made Jordan. But Jordan had repeatedly stated that he wasn't the one who developed the app. He had simply acquired it and spearheaded its promotion.
Over the past three years, the app's adoption rate has soared, making it a must-have on every device and cementing its unshakable global dominance.
Everyone said the most formidable figure was the mastermind behind Jordan. Who would have thought that it was actually Stella? Kevin was completely floored by this revelation.
He should've realized it long ago. Back in school days, Stella demonstrated extraordinary talents across diverse fields. She always represented her school in various competitions—from essay writing and math olympiads to physics and debate tournaments.
But who would have thought Stella was also a programming prodigy?
I have to work harder.' Kevin thought, his fists clenched. 'One day, I'll make myself worthy of Stella.'
That evening, when Jordan returned home, he was greeted by an unusually enticing aroma of home-cooked food. After taking off his coat, he followed the scent straight into the kitchen.
He was a bit taken aback to find Stella cooking. "Don't we have chefs handling cooking? What brings you to the kitchen, Stella?"
Stella glanced over her shoulder and gave him a gentle smile, then quickly turned back to stir-fry the food in the wok.
"You've done so much for me. I just wanted to thank you. It's been ages since I last cooked, so I can't promise it'll taste any good."
Jordan's eyes lit up with anticipation. "As long as your cooking doesn't send me to the ER, I'm game."
Stella chuckled. "No promises."
Jordan froze for a moment—he hadn't expected to see Stella laugh like that, so genuine and carefree.
That laugh unlocked a memory. They used to joke and laugh together online, but the first time Jordan saw Stella in person, he was completely taken aback.
Her body in his arms felt like hollow bird bones—five-foot-six frame barely seventy pounds. At that moment, Jordan couldn't help but wonder, 'What kind of hardships had this girl been through?'
Kevin's hands balled into white-knuckled fists.
Stella comforted him, "Kevin, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."
"It's all my fault," he said. "For three years, I was so focused on looking for you that I never tried to better myself. When you needed me most, I couldn't be there for you.
"And now, I have to stand by and watch you marry someone else. It just tears me apart."
Stella looked at Kevin and said softly, "It's not like that, Kevin. I truly hope we can stay close friends for life."
Kevin focused his eyes on Stella. "Just give me some time. I'll go back and make something of myself," he said earnestly, "If he ever wrongs you and you decide to divorce him, I'll be right here, waiting for you."
"He's actually been really good to me," she said hesitantly. "He found me a new doctor, let me take out my anger on Max—he's still in the hospital now, and he even personally designed and had clothes made himself for me."
Kevin was taken aback. "He... he loves you?"
Stella shook her head. "No. I developed an app named Apple, and he just handled the promotion. That mysterious mastermind behind him? It's me. He's doing all this to maintain our business partnership."
Kevin sat paralyzed long after she left. 'Apple was actually developed by Stella?' Kevin was stunned.
People said that an apple made Newton, an apple made Jobs, and later, an apple made Jordan. But Jordan had repeatedly stated that he wasn't the one who developed the app. He had simply acquired it and spearheaded its promotion.
Over the past three years, the app's adoption rate has soared, making it a must-have on every device and cementing its unshakable global dominance.
Everyone said the most formidable figure was the mastermind behind Jordan. Who would have thought that it was actually Stella? Kevin was completely floored by this revelation.
He should've realized it long ago. Back in school days, Stella demonstrated extraordinary talents across diverse fields. She always represented her school in various competitions—from essay writing and math olympiads to physics and debate tournaments.
But who would have thought Stella was also a programming prodigy?
I have to work harder.' Kevin thought, his fists clenched. 'One day, I'll make myself worthy of Stella.'
That evening, when Jordan returned home, he was greeted by an unusually enticing aroma of home-cooked food. After taking off his coat, he followed the scent straight into the kitchen.
He was a bit taken aback to find Stella cooking. "Don't we have chefs handling cooking? What brings you to the kitchen, Stella?"
Stella glanced over her shoulder and gave him a gentle smile, then quickly turned back to stir-fry the food in the wok.
"You've done so much for me. I just wanted to thank you. It's been ages since I last cooked, so I can't promise it'll taste any good."
Jordan's eyes lit up with anticipation. "As long as your cooking doesn't send me to the ER, I'm game."
Stella chuckled. "No promises."
Jordan froze for a moment—he hadn't expected to see Stella laugh like that, so genuine and carefree.
That laugh unlocked a memory. They used to joke and laugh together online, but the first time Jordan saw Stella in person, he was completely taken aback.
Her body in his arms felt like hollow bird bones—five-foot-six frame barely seventy pounds. At that moment, Jordan couldn't help but wonder, 'What kind of hardships had this girl been through?'
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