Chapter 1122
After thinking about it, Stella changed her mind and asked," Are you done with your shopping?"
Marshall looked at the items in his hands and said, "I'm still short of some glassware. Do you have somewhere to be, Stella? If
not, can you help? I'm not very good at choosing this kind of stuff."
Stella looked at the time and realized it was still early, so she said, "Sure, that's fine. I'll pick up two pieces of glassware too."
"For you and Ms. Thompson?" Marshall casually asked.
Stella paused and laughed dryly, "Yeah.”
She was actually buying them for Keegan's new house.' Though the mansion has been renovated, there's basically nothing in it.
All of the tableware and toiletries that Aldor bought are disposable. Keegan said to wait until we're free to go shopping together
since we'll move into the new place when we get remarried. Grandma mentioned that the house was in a good location that
could promote a healthier marriage and possibly children. I don't get why an atheist like Keegan would believe that, but I like how
he wants to buy stuff for our new home together. That being said, I will still buy the glassware today because I'm sure Keegan
would choose something ugly. I'll just execute my plan and ask for forgiveness later.'
Stella put her groceries into the car and followed Marshall to a nearby mall. He asked how she was doing along the way, and she
answered his questions casually.
Her reaction was a little worrying because of all the heat she was under. After the news about Bella's fall and the interview broke
out, netizens started to attack Stella on the internet, asking her to apologize. However, Stella did no such thing despite it
happening two days earlier.
"I know a few people who are in the PR industry. If you need any help, just call me," Marshall said with consideration.
Stella was momentarily taken aback and realized he was talking about her recent turmoil. "It's okay. I can handle it," she said.
"How are you going to do that?" Marshall asked.
Stella opened her mouth to say something, but she closed it again. "It's a secret. You'll find out tomorrow," she said mysteriously.
Marshall smiled and did not ask further questions.
Soon, they arrived at the underground parking lot of the mall. Marshall parked the car, and the two of them got on the elevator
together. The mall was crowded due to the holiday season. Many people were waiting for the elevator, including parents holding
onto their children and college students on Thanksgiving break.
Everyone swarmed into the elevator once the doors opened, and the people inside got out. Stella could feel herself being
pushed in by the crowd. When she turned to see if Marshall had entered the elevator, she heard his voice above her head say,
"Come here." The man slightly raised his arms and created a gap for her to pass through to the corner.
Marshall stood in front of Stella while a bunch of people was on her right, and two young girls—whispering to each other since
they came in-were on her left.
When the elevator started moving, a woman carrying her child stumbled backward. Stella was shocked and quickly supported
her. The woman was startled and turned to thank Stella after getting back on her feet. "Say thank you," She looked at her child in
her arms and said in a low voice. The child blinked at Stella and suddenly reached out to grab her mask.
The woman was stunned and pulled the child's hand away as she apologized, "Sorry. He's probably still sleepy and didn't know
what he was doing." As she said that, she gently hit the child at the bottom and said, "How can you be so rude? Is that how I
taught you to treat people? Quick. Apologize to the kind lady."
The child was only about three years old and already had a sense of self-esteem. After being reprimanded by his mother, his
eyes turned red, and his nose twitched as if he was about to cry.
Stella pulled her mask up and hurriedly said, "That's okay. He's still a kid. It's no big deal."
The woman thanked Stella again and turned around. While Stella was readjusting her face mask, she noticed a young girl next
to her staring.