Stella got out of the car. Old Master Benz supported himself with a crutch as he waited there. All the while, the smile on his face did not fade. One could only imagine how much he liked her.
The moment Stella stepped out of the car, Old Master Benz started to size her up.
Stella had chosen a black long dress, which was the most popular style at the moment. Her skin was fair and radiant, and she had tied up her long hair.
She seemed like a graceful and humble lady.
That was what Old Master Benz thought of Stella. Lastly, he glanced at her stomach and his smile became wider. “Come on in. Don’t just stand there!”
Old Master Benz held out his hand, so Stella took his arm and walked into the house with him. By then, Edward was already gone.
"Stella, you’re a good girl. It’s a good thing
