The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 733

A flash of anger darkened Haynes’ eyes as he strode purposefully toward Stella.

Stella’s foot slipped, and she nearly lost her balance, but Neville reacted quickly, steadying her before she could fall.

“Thank you,” Stella murmured.

She had barely straightened up when a powerful force wrenched her and Neville apart.

Caught off guard, Stella stumbled back two steps and nearly slipped again on the loose gravel beneath her feet.

“Star!” Neville instinctively reached out to catch her.

But before he could, another hand seized Stella’s wrist, yanking her forward.

“Stella, Neville—just what do you think you’re doing?” Haynes’ voice cut through the air, cold and sharp.

Neville gripped Stella’s other wrist. “Let go of her, Haynes.”

Haynes’ expression was icy, his lips pressed into a thin line. He spoke each word slowly, his tone like frost: “You’re the one who should let go.”

Stella’s face paled when she saw who it was.

“Haynes, what are you doing? Let me go!” She struggled, trying to break free from his grasp.

But Haynes’ hand was like a steel trap—unyielding and impossible to escape. The more she resisted, the tighter his grip became, until a dull ache radiated up her arm.

Even Neville, who was always quick with a smile, looked suddenly grim. “Haynes, Star is divorced from you. She has her own life now. You have no right to interfere.”

Haynes let out a cold laugh. “I have no right? And you do?”

With that, he ignored Neville completely, pulling Stella away as if he owned her.

Neville held fast to her other hand, blocking their way. “Let her go, Haynes. She doesn’t want to go with you.”

Haynes’ grip tightened even more. “If she doesn’t want to come with me, does she want to go with you instead?”

Neither man would let go, and the pain shooting through Stella’s wrist made cold sweat bead on her forehead.