Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 391
"Drive slowly," Marshall reminded her gently. "I'm not in a rush. Safety first.
"I'm sorry," Stella took a deep breath and slowly slowed down the speed of the car.
"The one who should be apologizing is me." Marshall said in a low tone, "I should have waited in the room earlier."
Stella shook her head. "If other people have decided to plot against you, no matter how many precautions you took against it,
they would still find gaps to try and sneak into them."
She was not blind and could see Sophia's expression whenever she saw Keegan. How could she possibly not know? It was all
because she saw the items Rainee had left for her tonight, and at the same time, Sophia had purposedly tried to prod her.
Hence, she exploded in anger and took action in front of Marshall.
"The son of a bitch Keegan clearly knew that he could not stomach much alcohol. Yet, he still drank himself into this state and
didn’t even intend to take any precautions. Sophia would have been riding his body if I had been just a little late!" Stella thought.
Marshall suddenly chuckled and said, "I was worried that you would misunderstand Keegan earlier. I didn't anticipate that you
would have so much confidence in him. What a waste of my worries!"
Not many women could stand the scene just now. When Stella walked in, her expression changed. He assumed that she would
have left Keegan there. He did not think that she would just teach Sophia a lesson and be willing to bring Keegan home.
Stella pursed her lips and did not know how to continue the conversation. It was not that she had confidence in Keegan. Instead,
that son of a bitch,
Keegan, was impotent when he was drunk... Alcohol could seem to naturally subdue Keegan. He would get drunk after having
alcohol. Not only would he become unconscious, but his memory would also get fuzzy.
During last year's New Year's Eve, they returned to their ancestral home to have a reunion dinner. That year, they were
newlywed, and the family had just incorporated an additional member. Cordelia was thrilled, so the reunion dinner prepared was
very lavish. She even took out her treasured vintage wine for the New Year’s Eve celebration.
Keegan had only drunk two cups, while Stella, the newlywed bride, did not dare to be too impudent. Although her ability to hold
her liquor was good, she was very restrained. After the New Year celebration had ended, it was already very late. Everyone

opted to stay at the ancestral home for the night.
When they returned to their room, Keegan was still normal. When Stella came out from her shower, Keegan was still
daydreaming on the edge of the bed. Stella then called him to go take a shower, and Keegan raised his head in a daze to look at
her momentarily. Suddenly, he got up, held her, and then threw her on the bed.
They were newlyweds and were still bashful when they faced these things. Especially when they were still in the ancestral home,
which made Stella even more nervous. She whispered to Keegan, "Let's do it when we return home. What if the others hear it..."
Keegan, instead, did not care and started tearing up her clothes. Stella could only bury her head into his chest. She panted
lightly while trying to coordinate with him. When all the foreplay was done, she did not see Keegan make a move for a long time.
Stella was itching from all the teasing. Her calves hooked onto his waist and urged him in a small voice. In the end, Keegan
towered over her body, was dumbstruck, and did not make any moves for quite a long while.
"What's wrong?" She asked in a low tone.
Keegan lowered his head to have a look. Meanwhile, Stella followed his gaze and looked downwards. Then, she saw Keegan Jr.
drooping lifelessly.
Stella was at a loss for words. Keegan seemed very embarrassed, and he got up and went to the bathroom. Stella stayed in the
bed with only four words in her mind. 'My husband is impotent!'
Keegan naturally was not impotent. She then tried a few more times and noticed that as long as Keegan had consumed alcohol,
his abilities in that regard were utterly useless. It could be considered that his spirit was willing, but his flesh was weak. With only
two drinks down, he would be that way. It would be needless to talk about it when he is drunk and unconscious in that state.