The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 818

Stella’s expression turned grave. “What happened to Joshua?”

Abby got to her feet, hesitating for a moment before asking, “Star, do you want to come with me to the hospital?”

Without missing a beat, Stella replied, “Yes, I’m coming with you.”

By the time they arrived at the hospital, Joshua was already out of emergency care.

He was a capable driver, and thankfully, his injuries weren’t too serious. There was a deep gash on his forehead that had needed several stitches, now hidden beneath thick bandages.

Abby moved to the edge of his bed, concern etched on her face. “Joshua, what happened? How did you end up in a car accident?”

The car involved was a recent reward from Stella to Joshua—a new ride that Abby had picked out for him. It wasn’t anything extravagant, costing about fifteen grand, just something reliable for getting around. The car had been delivered only yesterday, and now, less than twenty-four hours later, Joshua had crashed it.

Joshua didn’t answer right away. He hesitated, as if unsure how much to reveal.

Noticing his discomfort, Stella pressed gently, “Joshua, is there something you’re not telling us?”

He fell silent for a few seconds before finally saying, “The brakes failed. Out of nowhere.”

Stella and Abby exchanged uneasy glances.

Abby spoke in a low voice, “When it was delivered yesterday, everything seemed fine. There wasn’t the slightest problem.”

Stella turned to Abby. “Did you pick it up yourself?”

Abby shook her head. “I’ve been swamped at work, so I arranged for the dealership to have one of their staff drop it off.”

Stella shifted her gaze back to Joshua. “Did you drive it at all yesterday?”

He shook his head. “No. Today was the first time I took it out.”

So, the dealership’s staff had driven it over without issue yesterday, but the very first time Joshua got behind the wheel, the brakes failed. Stella’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t buy that this was just some freak accident.

She thought for a moment, then said, “Abby, can you look into the details of that dealership for me?”

Abby nodded, understanding the gravity of what Stella was implying. Stella had made plenty of enemies—people who’d go to any length to hurt her. Maybe this wasn’t about Joshua at all. Maybe it was aimed at her.

“I’ll find out everything I can,” Abby promised.

When Abby left, Stella turned to Joshua, her voice soft with regret. “I’m sorry. I never wanted to drag you into my mess.”

Joshua offered a wry smile. “It might not be because of you. I’ve probably made a few enemies myself lately.”

Stella watched him closely. In this city, Joshua didn’t know anyone outside their circle. It had to be because of her. The car had been meant as a gift, a small reward, and now it had nearly cost him his life.

Before long, Abby returned, her expression troubled.

Stella replied, “Haynes doesn’t have a grudge against Sellers, but his close friend Jasper does. Still, Sellers’ brakes failed at the auction, and Jasper’s falling out with him happened after that. The timing doesn’t add up.”

She shook her head, frustration evident. “It just doesn’t make sense. Maybe I’m being paranoid. Let’s wait for the investigation before jumping to conclusions.”

Abby agreed quietly.

***

The next morning, Stella brought a pot of nourishing broth to Joshua’s hospital room. He’d always enjoyed her cooking—what Haynes and his father had dismissed as bland, Joshua and Marvin had praised. Preparing the broth had taken hours, but knowing Joshua’s accident might have been her fault made the effort worthwhile.

As she stepped out of the elevator onto the VIP floor, Stella immediately noticed more chaos than usual. Reporters raced through the halls, microphones in hand, chasing after some unseen scoop. She wondered if some celebrity had been admitted.

Turning a corner, Stella saw Joshua’s door wide open—and a throng of reporters flooding inside. A cacophony of voices filled the air.

Alarmed, Stella hurried over. She found Joshua cornered, surrounded by journalists who were practically shoving their microphones in his face.

“Mr. Joshua, is it true that you seduce women to get what you want? Is that why you’re working as Ms. Cameron’s assistant?”

“Mr. Joshua, what do you have to say about those wealthy women online claiming you used them?”

“There are even rumors that two women fought over you, and someone was seriously hurt. Care to comment?”

Stella’s heart seized in her chest. “Joshua!”