It was a little after three in the afternoon when Ethan got home. The moment he walked through the door, he headed straight for the shower and changed into another suit, as if he had an evening function to attend.
"Looks like you've made yourself at home."
Spotting a pile of empty instant meal containers in the kitchen trash, Ethan strode into the bedroom and pulled Stella up from the bed in one swift motion.
She had fallen asleep right after lunch. When she heard him come in, she'd only rolled over and drifted right back to sleep without fully waking.
"What, were you expecting me to sit around crying and waiting to die?"
"You..."
A flicker of annoyance crossed Ethan's face.
His gaze dropped to the papers scattered across the bed, and he immediately realized she'd read what he'd lef
