Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 480
The bar owner chuckled at the side. "Your girlfriend is quite interesting, son.
The tip of Marshall's ears turned pink. He did not deny it and merely asked the bar owner to help him open Stella's car door.
Marshall placed her in the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat on the other side.
When he was putting on the seatbelt for Stella, her breath bated his ear, causing his heart to race for no reason.
He lifted his head and looked into Stella's eyes. Then, his gaze slowly turned cool.
After, he put on his seatbelt, sat up, and drove off the car.
Stella woke up in the middle of the journey. She opened her eyes in a daze and asked drowsily, "Where are we going?"
"Where do you want to go?" Marshall asked.
Nobody knew if Stella had recognized who Marshall was. She leaned against the window and thought for a moment. "The
beach."
After she spoke, she went to sleep.
And so, Marshall drove the car to the beach.
When they arrived at the beach, Marshall winded down the windows, and cold air poured in. Stella woke up again. "So cold."
"The beach is really cold at night," said Marshall.
Then, he took off his jacket and put it over Stella.
Stella stared at the jacket on her body. After a while, she asked in a low voice, "Keegan, did you get transmigrated? Why would
you put your jacket over me? Aren't you supposed to snatch my dress away and wear it yourself?"
Marshall was speechless.
The booze still had not worn off, so Stella thought the person next to her was Keegan.
Alcohol truly could numb one's nerves; Stella could not even remember who she was crying so badly over.

She grabbed Marshall's face and narrowed her eyes as she studied him.
The gesture was too intimate, so Marshall wanted to turn his face away. However, Stella gripped his chin and pulled his face
back.
"Don't move!"
She still was a little angry. She cupped his face and stared at him for a long time. Then, she shoved him away.
"Whatever. So be it if you got transmigrated. After all, I only liked your body.
Marshall was at a loss for words.
'Does she always say such wild things when she's drunk?' he wondered.
Marshall pinched the middle of his brows and suddenly felt a little glad he made that phone call tonight.
However, Stella still was not done. She was still immersed in her fantasy.
"How old is your original body? Are you of age yet? Did you travel from the past to the present or the present to the present?"
she asked seriously.
Marshall decided to keep quiet and not answer.
However, Stella did not like this. She slapped him on the head. "I'm talking to you!"
Once again, Marshall was at a loss for words.
"...the present to the present."
"You're from the modern era?" Stella was a little disappointed. She mumbled, "I thought I'd meet a pure-hearted person from the
ancient era."
Marshall was speechless.
After Stella spoke, she turned her head and looked out the window.
At this hour, there was barely anyone by the beach; only a smattering of fishing boat lights could be seen.

Stella stared out the window for a long time.
"If you transmigrated to Keegan, then where'd Keegan go?"
Marshall said in a low voice, "He's already divorced you."
Stella was startled momentarily. Then, she became angry. "Then he better not come back. Transmigrate him to a pig! Serve him
on the dining table during Christmas! Cut out his kidneys!"
Marshall was silent.