He walked to the balcony and picked up the call.Guinevere’s voice came from the other end.“Weston, where are you now?”“What’s the matter?” he asked directly.She was quiet for a while.“Are you in Anh City? I want to see you...” She didn’t sound like she was in a good state.“Just tell me directly if there’s anything,” he cut her off, sounding as if he was annoyed by her."Was it all in your plan to bring me to do a psychological test so that my emotions got unstable and then postpone our marriage?" she said, a little self-deprecatingly.He didn’t say a word, but his heavy breathing was audible through the phone.Her eyes were red as she asked, “Do you really have to do this?”“You remember it all?” Only now did his voice show slight emotions.“Yes. I remembered that night.” Suddenly, she couldn’t hold it anymore and cried out, “How could you do that to me! I can only have one kid in my entire life, how could you do that to me?”After remembering that incident, every t
She gradually tightened her grip on the door frame and shook her head. “I didn’t hear anything at all.”One thing for sure—someone had dirt on Weston.And that someone was his father.No matter what kind of secret existed between them, it was one that rendered both father and son helpless.Weston, however, didn’t believe her.Perhaps Stella had heard something but acted like she didn’t because she didn’t want to cause trouble.Even if she stood there and listened to the entire thing, he knew that she would never find out about the truth.Without thinking much, he walked in front of her and carried her.She let out a scream when she felt that her legs were lifted off the ground and both her hands went wrapped around his arm. “What do you want to do?”“You look like you’re bored. Why don’t we do something fun.”She didn’t know what he meant by “fun,” but her instinct told her that it wasn’t anything good.Seeing that he was walking in the direction of the bedroom, she asked an
Weston looked up and noticed that Stella had fallen asleep.She held the tablet in front of her face, but it was slipping and on the edge of hitting her face.Seeing this, he quickly walked forward and caught the tablet. Stella was deep in slumber that she didn’t even notice him being so close.This was the first time ever since they reunited that she was sleeping with her guard down.His eyes softened as he gazed at her and turned off the tablet before squatting in front of her.Just as he reached out to touch her, she jolted awake and opened her eyes to look at him.She rubbed her eyes sleepily, asking. “What time is it?”She let out a yawn.Weston stood up. “It’s noon. Are you hungry?”“I’m alright.”“You need to eat a little bit even if you’re not hungry. You must develop the habit of eating on time.”Stella didn’t say a word and he carried her straight into the dining hall.He didn’t know when it started but he seemed to enjoy carrying her around and not letting her fa
As the image floated in her thoughts, a wave of nausea washed over her.She covered her mouth and ran outside.After a while, vomiting noises could be heard coming from the toilet.Weston’s eyes darkened, looking at the undisturbed tableware as he stood up.He strode to the washroom and squatted beside her and patted her back gently.Nothing came out of her retching. Her stomach appeared to be intertwined, making her nauseous, and tears streamed down her cheeks from pain.Seeing her in pain, he said solemnly, “I’ll fire Joan.” He believed that the dishes had caused the violent reaction.However, Stella instantly grabbed his wrist and shook her head. “It’s not… because of her. The dishes… she makes… suit my taste…”She kept pausing as she spoke. Weston immediately tied her hair behind and handed her a glass of water.After she finished rinsing her mouth, he said to her, “Don't force yourself, and tell me if you feel any discomfort.”She nodded and said, “It’s really not becaus
When it came to this, Weston and Lucas had the same opinion.“If there’s nothing important, don’t go to places like that anymore,” he warned.Stella knew her identity now so she naturally wouldn’t rebut him. “Okay. I understand.”She would remember this day. The last day of October.On this day, next year, she would be able to escape the cage that had entrapped her.She would be counting down the days from then. At the thought that she would be leaving Weston, she felt like she could breathe again.She didn’t know where he was taking her.The car window wound down, and she looked out at the view.Seeing her hair was in a mess because of the wind blowing, he rolled up the window a little bit. “Be careful. Don’t put your head out.”He was reminding her like he was taking care of a child.She cupped her chin with her palm and through the reflection of the window, she could make out his side profile.It was only a reflection, yet she could see his perfect jawline.She stared at
From the outside, it was difficult to believe that such a lowborn place was the birthplace of Musx, a revered and renowned international brand of musical instruments.Stella wasn't sure if it was psychological, but as she came in, everything around her seemed so sacred.From the outside, nothing looked unusual. The building materials were half wood and half cement, devoid of any sense of design. Undoubtedly, it looked a bit nondescript.As they walked through the gate, they saw a few apprentices grinding wood in the yard.Musx’s founder was now an elderly man with a peculiar temper.He accepted apprentices, but he had strict standards, requiring them to complete all of the steps without the assistance of others.So, when anyone entered, their eyes would be feasted on the sight of an army of apprentices doing laborious work. The minute Weston and Stella walked in, a woman in a dress came to welcome them. “Mr. Ford, Mr. Kennedy is resting inside. Please follow me.”She was an ol
“Mr. Kennedy, Mr. Ford is here.”The woman pulled apart the curtains to the room and yelled.Stella and Weston stood outside, waiting together.Suddenly, a deep voice came from inside. “Let him wait for a bit. I still have some unfinished business.”The woman put down the curtain and gazed at Weston apologetically. “Mr. Kennedy is still not done yet. You may have to wait for a while.”She was in charge of welcoming guests there and she knew that they couldn’t make customers like Weston wait for too long.Although Mr. Kennedy was weird, there were some people even he couldn’t afford to offend.Artists like them could have their temper, but at times, in front of money and power, they had to to lower themselves.Weston, on the other hand, was quite easygoing.He shot a glance at Stella and asked, “Do you want to take a walk?”The woman could tell that Weston had come mainly for Stella and was focussing all his attention on her. “Ms. Steele, you’re interested in my dress, aren’t
Although they were smiling and treating her politely, they had every right to look down upon a home wrecker liked her.Stella shut her eyes and released a sigh. Instantly, her mood was gone.Weston could tell something was off with her because ever since she heard Guinevere’s name, she had been keeping quiet.After the woman left, he suddenly grabbed Stella’s wrist and whispered, “I’m not married yet.”After reuniting, this wasn’t the first time he had told her this.At first, Stella thought he was just lying to her but now as she gazed into his eyes, she knew he was being honest. But she was devoid of feelings. "Why are you telling me this?" she questioned quietly. "Do you want me to give the two of you a present or do you want me to attend your wedding?"Asides from all that, she doesn’t know why he would tell her these.Sure enough, his face fell.He stood up and stared at her steadily.Before he shifted his gaze away, there weren’t any emotions in his eyes.Not long la
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