Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 585
Keegan turned his head to look over when he heard the door opening sound.
They then looked into each other's eyes. Stella could see a hint of grievance in his eyes.
'Why didn't he have an expressive face like that when we divorced?' she thought.
The sound of the elevator could be heard, and a few people came out of it. All of them looked at them when they saw an able-
bodied man squatting in front of her door.
Stella pursed her lips. She said in an unfriendly manner, "Get in here!"
Keegan immediately stood up. But, because he had been squatting for a long time, his legs felt a little numb. He even tottered.
Stella was frightened. She subconsciously reached out her hand. She could not help but feel annoyed when she saw him hold
the door frame to steady himself.
Keegan was frustrated too. He thought, 'I shouldn't have held onto the door frame.'
However, Stella did not bother Keegan. She turned her head and went inside her house.
Keegan then closed the door and followed Stella. Stella turned her head and noticed that Keegan did not take off his shoes. She
suddenly could not control herself. "Are you treating this house like it's yours? Change your shoes!"
Keegan then walked back to the entrance to change his shoes. But, there were no men's slippers on the shoe rack. He suddenly
felt at ease. He
removed his shoes before he walked in with his socks on.
Felicity rented a one-bedroom apartment. There was only a four feet long single bed in the bedroom. Stella slept on the couch
when she stayed there.
Luckily, it was a foldable sofa. They used it as a couch during the day. And, they opened it to use it as a bed at night. She put the
blanket and bedding at the end of the sofa.

'Including the living room and the dining area, the size of this house is only around two hundred square feet. It's even smaller
than the toilet in our house.
'Stella is delicate. She didn't like it just because there was no bathtub in our guest bedroom. How can she live in a place like
this?'
Stella took a small stool, stepped on it, and searched for the first aid kit in the cabinet above.
When she raised her arm, her t-shirt was lifted too. A small part of her white, soft skin was exposed.
Keegan was stunned for a moment.
Stella still could not reach it after trying for a long time.
'Felicity is shorter than me. How did she put it in such a high place?'
She then stood on tiptoe. Just when she touched the corner of the first aid kit, she heard a breaking sound. The leg of the stool
broke. She shook and was going to fall from the chair. A hand suddenly grabbed around her waist from behind. She was then
carried down from the chair.
At that moment, Keegan suddenly felt glad that the house was small. If this happened in his living room, Stella would have
already got up from the fall by the time he ran to her.
After Stella stood firm on the ground, she immediately moved Keegan's hand away.
When she squatted down to look, she saw that the leg of the plastic stool broke.
Stella was speechless.
Keegan clearly saw that, and he frowned. "Are you..."
"No!"
Stella stared at him and thought, 'If he dares to say the word "fat", I'll immediately kick him out!'
Keegan pursed his lips. He then raised his leg to stomp on the stool, and a cracking sound could be heard again. Then, all four
legs of the chair were now broken.

He then said in a serious manner, "The quality of this chair is bad."
Stella was left speechless.
'My mood was bad the entire day. But, I feel a little better now because of what he just said. Why didn't I realize he was funny
back then?'
"I'll get it." Keegan raised his head to look inside the cabinet. "The yellow color box?"
Stella agreed with a grunt.
Keegan managed to take it very easily.
This was the advantage of being tall and having long limbs.