Stella was still in some shock. Even wild beasts like tigers would never eat their own children, what more Guinevere, who was willing to go that far just to frame her.She frowned and looked at the old couple.“Since you’re so adamant that she’s innocent,” she told them, “then you should help her by finding the evidence to prove she is. If you find no evidence, then it must really mean that she committed the murder. I don’t understand why you’re wasting your time trying to distort the truth.”“No!” Mrs. Cohen insisted as she stepped forward, tearfully looking at Stella. “It can’t be true! You’re a mother too. Surely you’d understand that no mother would be so crazy as to kill her own child! I’m convinced there must be some misunderstanding!”She almost blurted out that it was all because Weston Ford was taking revenge on Guinevere.Mr. Cohen, himself looking decades older after only three years, hunched over, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, but unlike Mrs. Cohen, he managed t
Stella remained flustered and was silent for a long time, even after the Cohens were gone. Seeing this, Jason sighed, patted her shoulder, and assured her, “Don’t worry. I know Warren well. He won’t be kind to them.”… Having been in decline in the past few years, the Cohens had perhaps gotten a lot more naive now. They assumed that Warren would value the close ties between the two families enough to help them when they came to him.But the truth was that ever since he learned of the affair between Guinevere and Chris Ford, Warren was so enraged that whatever respect he had for the Cohens completely dissipated. From then onwards, apart from attending their funerals, he never once wanted a part in anything that involved the Cohens.But the Cohens were desperate and had nowhere else to go, so they had no choice but to beg for Warren’s help.Unsurprisingly, they were blocked at the mansion gate and were not even allowed to step foot inside. Warren Ford had no desire to see them.
“You’ve seen it yourself, haven’t you? I couldn’t stop him three years ago, and I won’t be able to stop him now! Not to mention now that that woman has returned…”In fact, not only could he not stop Weston now, but he actually had no desire to do so either. After that, he sent the Cohens out of his mansion and thought nothing about them ever again. No matter how hard they begged and cried, he remained completely unmoved.After a while, it started to rain.The butler told Warren that the Cohens had finally left.Warren pushed his wheelchair to the window and stared at the pouring rain outside. He suddenly sighed and said, “I’m glad you’re still alive.”… Stella had set up her own office now. She had come back to expand her career here, so after signing some contracts, she publicly announced her return and set up her own personal office in the city.Today was their first day of working here, so as the big boss of the place, she naturally had to be there with everyone.Not long
Indeed, he wanted to drive Stella away at the time, but he would never resort to such a method. After that, when he learned that Stella had committed suicide in prison, he had a hunch that perhaps Stella wasn’t Zachary Ford’s real murderer. Perhaps it was all just a misunderstanding or a terrible accident.But it never occurred to him that Guinevere was the one behind it all. It was Guinevere who had killed Zachary because she wanted Stella to be ousted and become a social pariah.“I made a huge mistake,” Warren closed his eyes and told Stella, “I had never done anything wrong in my whole life, but I have, without a shred of a doubt… wronged you.”“From now on,” he continued, “I will never give you trouble no matter what you decide to do, and I absolutely have no objection if you want to be with Weston again.”Stella laughed as if she’d heard a funny joke.“You’re not thinking that I came back because I wanted to be with him again, aren’t you?”“Mr. Ford,” she added, “I must sa
Stella spoke nonchalantly. She had, after all, waited for him longer than she ever did.Stella was dealing with the matter at hand all afternoon.She did not even notice when it was almost time to get off work.The receptionist came by again and whispered in her ear. “Ms. Cicily, there’s someone downstairs who wants to see you.”Stella thought it was Weston again. “Tell him I am not seeing anyone now.”The receptionist was troubled, and said, “But he also brought the young master and young miss over…” When she heard that, she asked, “Who?”“It’s Mr. Miguel.”She then put down the things in her hand. “You can go out first, I'll be right down.”“Yes, Ms. Cicily.”She quickly gathered the papers on her desk and went downstairs, and saw Miguel with Elias and Emma from afar, sitting on the sofa in the parlor waiting for her.She was just about to stride over when she saw Weston sitting quietly on the other side of the couch.His eyes were on Elias and Emma, with a tenderness he
Even if she was condemning him, Miguel still did not want her to talk too much to Weston.So, he simply stood between them and said to Emma, “The nanny made you your favorite dish tonight. Let’s go home early, okay?”Emma’s eyes lit up instantly. She let go of Weston and hopped toward Miguel. “Okay!”“Little foodie.”Stella laughed and glanced at her when holding Elias.Emma was held by Miguel, and they got directly into the car.Once in the car, Miguel looked to the back and said, “That man is really persistent.”She knew that Weston was probably trailing them. She pinched her glabella, her head aching. “I thought he would give up…”“How can he give up so easily? He had not been dissuaded after three years. Such a small setback shouldn’t defeat him.”His words were sour, carrying his emotions.People who started a business in this business complex during this period mostly heard of Weston.Only then did he truly realize how terrifying this man, Weston, was in Ahn City.Whe
He wanted to live with them, to be in close contact with them.He wanted to get along with the two children.He wanted to hug her, to kiss her…Weston closed his eyes, opened the door, and walked in.He had never lived where anyone else had lived before, but this was an exception he made for all of them.Although he had had the entire house remodeled, it still felt a little awkward.He walked to the kitchen island and poured himself a glass of whisky, and imagined what it would be like for them to live downstairs.Was Stella cuddling with Elias and Emma?Or maybe the two little ones were playing games, and Stella was washing up.Would she be in the master bathroom or the shared bathroom…His eyes slowly darkened as he thought about it.Even though he added ice cubes to his glass, they could not extinguish the fire in his heart.…The sound of water in the bathroom stopped only after a while.Stella casually took a bath towel, wiped her hair, and walked out. This was her
Miguel found her to be in a bit of a strange state. He rubbed her nose, and said, “They both got tired as soon as they came back, they are sleeping now.”Stella frowned. “No, they should not be sleeping now. If they sleep too long now, they will not be able to sleep at night. Wake them up, it’s time to eat dinner anyway.”He was relieved that she was still able to talk to him casually.After dinner, they went downstairs for their usual stroll.Miguel kept monitoring Stella’s emotions. It only made him less nervous when he saw that she seemed the same as before, without any major mood swings.However, there was still a boulder lying on his heart.She seemed to know something, but at the same time, she did not seem to know anything.This made him suffer immensely, and he didn’t know how to cope with it.If she did know…Miguel did not dare to imagine how angry she would be by then.Downstairs, the two had only just walked out when they ran into someone, as expected.Weston had
Stella had rarely ever woken up before him.He had always been terrifyingly strong, but their lovemaking last night must have consumed a lot of his energy, leaving him so tired that he was still sound asleep.She stared at him and suddenly felt like doing something naughty. She pinched his nose and held her fingers there, trying to suffocate him. Unsurprisingly, he soon knitted his handsome brows and quickly woke up.He was surprised to see her mesmerizing eyes as soon as he woke up, which made him pause. He then took her hand into his and kissed it again and again.“Are you okay?” he asked with concern, remembering how wildly he ravaged her last night.She had only been willing to be intimate with him because she was under the influence of a drug, yet he had taken advantage of her and had his way with her over and over again last night.Stella did not speak. Seeing her like that made his expressions turn a little colder. He fell silent for a long time before he got up and sl
The moment Stella saw him, she flew into his arms and clambered onto his body. She kissed him again and again, trying to search for his breath so she could explore his body even deeper. All she wanted was to let him extinguish the fire burning inside her.Half an hour had passed, and the effect of the drug on her body was its strongest now.Weston swallowed his saliva. Without any hesitation, he pinned her against the bathroom mirror and kissed her vehemently on her face, her shoulders, then her neck.Stella could not stop herself from letting out loud moans. The sounds she produced only drove Weston wilder. Even the corners of his eyes began to turn red now.Luckily, there was still a thread of reason in his mind. He pushed her away and, while panting heavily, asked her, “Who am I, Stella?”But Stella’s mind was occupied with her primal urges. She ignored his question and grabbed his shirt collar, saying, “Let’s do it…” The sight of her filled Weston with a desire to just give
Weston paused, then simply replied, “Okay.”When he saw her changing into a pair of high heels, he followed her around and asked, “Where are you going?”“Oh, to a private concert.”Then she added, “If you’re going to spend the night here tonight, then please take care of Elias and Emma. But if you have to leave, I’ll ask Roger to come over instead.”“Don’t worry,” he said. “Just go out and enjoy yourself. I’ll be at home and take good care of the kids.”Stella paused suddenly, feeling inexplicably weird about what Weston had just said. It sounded like she was forcing him to stay at home and take care of the kids while she went out to have fun without a care in the world. She turned around to look at Weston, feeling like he was acting like a poor neglected housewife.She shook her head and tried to shake this terrifying thought out of her mind.When they arrived at the concert, Hayden offered his arm to her like a gentleman. They then walked into the private concert together, w
Stella’s words rendered Weston speechless. She was right. He had been the one to agree to let Stella date other people, so he must seem like a fool saying all those things to her.He withdrew his hands and forced himself to calm down a little. “I have no intention to stand in your way,” he told Stella. “I was only worried about Elias and Emma. Since they’re also here, I think you need to take their feelings into consideration.”The children could sense the strained atmosphere between the adults, so they just waited patiently on the couch with Roger, occasionally poking their heads out to look at their parents.Seeing his kids like that, Weston slowly added, “I’m only here to see the kids, so both of you can go ahead with your date.”Stella said nothing and just took Hayden’s hand and left.When they got downstairs, Hayden glanced at her and asked, “Are you sure you want to just leave him like that?”“I don’t know,” Stella massaged the point between her brows. “I’m not sure wh
Hayden Quirk arrived half an hour earlier than Stella did on their first date.“You’re much earlier than I expected,” he joked as Stella walked in.Stella was actually on time, but she still felt a little guilty when she saw him already waiting for her when she arrived.“The traffic is terrible today,” she said.“Don’t worry about it,” Hayden said, handing her the menu. “Mr. Ford expected me to wait for you for at least an hour.”“I seriously don’t know what you guys are up to,” she grumbled, exasperated, “but I hope it will at least be over soon. Just don’t drag it out and cause me any trouble.”She ordered a few dishes, then handed the menu back to him. Hayden took it from her, ordered a few more signature dishes that the restaurant was popular for, then looked at Stella with a faint smile.“Did you think this is all just a joke?” he asked.“What else could it be?”“I am serious about this,” he told her, his voice suddenly turning grave. “Since even Mr. Ford agreed that we s
Weston raised his eyebrows at Ben’s words. “But he’s divorced. He has an ex-wife.”“What’s wrong with having an ex-wife?”Ben found Weston’s comment strange. “This man has good qualities. Upon investigation, he has a very good personality too. He was an active member during college. He also has an amazingly beautiful resume. It’s normal that a man like him has been married before… Besides, hasn’t Ms. Sealey been married before herself? She even has two children.”Weston’s expression turned cold at once. “Are you discriminating against her?”“I’m not.”Weston said, “Or do you think she can only find a divorced man for her second marriage?”Ben panicked. “I wouldn’t dare!”With Weston’s ridiculous amount of nitpicking, they could find no one that would match Stella.Hayden sat beside and quietly reviewed Weston’s latest psychological health report. As he turned the page, he suddenly said, “I’m actually a little interested in Ms. Sealey.”Hayden laughed a little and turned to Wes
Stella opened her eyes and shot Weston a cold look. Then, she turned her head the other way.Weston did not touch her again. He knew she was probably angry with him, so he stayed silent.A few moments later, he reminded her, “Don’t be angry. That man is unreliable.”Stella propped her chin in her palm. “And what does that have to do with you?”Weston pursed his lips, setting his jaw in a tight line. He said, “I’ve promised to stop pestering you. It’ll be a promise. I’m fine with seeing you with another man, but at least find someone who makes me feel at ease.”“Why do I need your approval when I’m just looking for a date?” Stella found his words funny. “You’re just my ex-husband. Don’t you think you care too much?”Weston rubbed his brow, and his voice suddenly went cold. “If you don’t want me to keep pestering you like I just did, maybe you should listen to me.”Stella questioned, “Are you threatening me?”“No. I’m suggesting.”Stella was lost for words. Then, she suddenly
Stella froze for a moment when she heard the voice. When she turned around, she saw that Weston had appeared behind her at some point.Weston stared at the man behind Stella with a cold gaze and an icy aura around him. Weston had always emitted a strong aura around him. Anyone who saw him would immediately be terrified because of his intimidating aura.The man froze for a moment at Weston’s sudden appearance. He took a step back and quickly steadied himself before greeting Weston, “Mr. Ford.”He still had the same calm and gentle look. “I’m sending Miss Cicily back.”“I know. Don’t ever show up in front of her again,” Weston told him. “You don’t have to send her back. Stay away from her.”It would be a little inappropriate for the man to act a fool at Weston’s straightforwardness, so he tugged at his collar and asked Weston with a polite smile, “Mr. Ford, you should give me a reason, shouldn’t you? I’m having a good time with Miss Cicily.”“You’re the one who thinks she’s having
Stella smiled. It seemed like he had come prepared.Stella enjoyed chatting with the man. He was sincere and introduced himself properly as soon as they started chatting.The man was also a pianist and came from a scholarly family. Although not super wealthy, he was doing considerably well in the middle class. Stella would not need to worry about the quality of life with him, but that was about it. She certainly could not live a luxurious life.Stella had a good impression of him. She also talked to him a little more about piano music.Stella twirled her hair and smiled. She told him with a nice voice, “I’m sure Roger has already told you about my situation.”“I know.”The man looked at her gently and set the coffee in front of her. He said to her, “I’m very interested in you. I think we’re very suitable for each other. Our living standards nowadays have improved quite a bit. Not many look for a partner purely because of material qualities. People with emotional needs will search