When they were in the corridor, Roger asked her coldly, “Why is Weston here?”Stella’s face dropped. “I don’t know…”“Do you really not know or you’re acting like you don’t know?” Roger interrogated. “Did you go see him?”“I didn’t!” Stella cut him off as she turned emotional.Seeing his stunned expression, she realized that she was a touch out of character. "Let's get lunch," she stated calmly after taking a long breath.Roger was a little worked up at first but slowly calmed down.He didn’t say a word and followed her.He didn't know when it happened, but there was now an invisible boundary between them, one he couldn't cross.Inside the office.Weston stood up and glanced at the person in charge.The man immediately asked, “Mr. Ford, do you want to go somewhere else?”“No.” He looked at the time. “I want to take a look at your cafeteria.”The man was stunned before gaining his senses and smiled immediately. “We’ve arranged for you to dine in a hotel, Mr. Ford.”“Do the
“Time’s almost up. Do pay attention in class.” Stella quickly gobbled her food down.Roger had lost his appetite. “No matter what it is, I won’t allow you to have a relationship with him.”“I know,” she said. “Since he’s here, I won’t go to class with you.”He wanted to let her leave but at the thought of something, his face turned dark. “Are you going to the filming site?”She nodded. “I’ve made my choice a long time ago.” ......Before parting ways, Roger didn’t say a word to her, but his face was solemn. He even appeared a little angry.Seeing him this way exhausted her.Right after she left the classroom, she got a text message.‘Come to the gazebo.’Most lectures were on at that time, and there weren’t many students wandering around.Stella headed there and saw a tall figure inside the gazebo. The tall and and muscular Weston stood out like a sore thumb thanks to his his tremendously imposing aura.She approached him. When he heard her footsteps approaching, he tur
Stella was trembling slightly, fearing that someone would see them.Even though Ben was on the watch, she couldn’t let her guard down.She pressed both hands on the man’s chest, attempting to push him away, but he held her hands and put it behind her.Not only was he kissing her, but he was biting her lips as well.The tangy taste of blood seeped into her tongue as his sharp teeth mashed against her tender lips.Weston finally came to a halt, breathing heavily, and he muttered in her ears, "If I see him touching you again, it will be far worse."“I didn’t let him touch me!” She was breathing heavily as well.“Fine.” With frustration, he cut her off. "Even if it's out of politeness, he's not allowed to touch you."His possessiveness towards her was extraordinary.Even he himself didn’t think that just looking at a picture of Justin holding Stella’s hand was enough to make him have the urge to kill someone.The man's brows twitched. Seeing her pale face, knowing that he might h
“You’re not the same,” Stella answered subconsciously.Seeing that the man's expression changed, she changed the subject. "Where are you taking me?"“Since you have nothing to do this afternoon…” He lifted his hands and put her hair behind her ears as he stared at her red lips.He leaned closer and bit gently on her lips once more before saying, “Then stay with me.” …..She had never thought Weston would bring her to see his friends so openly.The intermittent clattering of billiard balls could be heard at the pool hall, breaking the otherwise placid atmosphere.There weren't many people there, but one look revealed that these were brilliant people.The minute the two stepped inside; a young waiter came forward. “Mr. Ford, please follow me.”Stella followed Weston, confused.It wasn’t until he brought her to meet a familiar face that she understood why she was there."Did you bring her?" Xavier shot a ball into the hole and straightened up before slowly approaching him and
Weston Ford took her by the waist. "Ignore him. He has always been that way."Stella Sealey nodded and followed him to the changing room. Though the billiards place didn’t require a strict dress code, Stella had no idea that Weston would bring her along. Since skirts were hard to move around in, she really wasn’t dressed for the occasion. Hence, she asked an attendant for a change of clothes. It was just simple sportswear, but Stella appeared clean and fresh in the white and blue as if she could bring out something different about those clothes.Weston walked up to her then, reaching out to stroke her dangling locks of hair before brushing them behind her head."Which would you prefer?" he asked. Stella did a double-take. "You're helping me with my hair?"Weston did not answer and simply held out a palm at her. Understanding the gesture, Stella put her hair tie on it and sat in front of the dressing mirror, watching as he fiddled with it between his fingers. However, he ended
At Weston Ford's words, Stella Sealey quietly walked up to him. Her dainty form somehow looked even smaller beside him, and he completely eclipsed her."Bend over," he instructed from behind her. Stella, however, had no idea what he meant by that. Still, she tried by lowering her head stiffly, which only drew a chuckle from Weston. "Is that yoga?"Flushing, she promptly straightened and moved away. "I give up."Weston did not get upset, however, and instead patted her on the cheek. "Getting embarrassed already?"Stella shrank from his touch but said nothing, which only delighted him more as he pinched her cheek. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you—let's get serious."Gesturing at the waiter to bring him a cue stick, he put his hands around Stella, shifting her around until she had the right posture. As he lifted her arm slightly, he told her, "This angle is optimal for a hit. Also, keep your eyes level, and focus on the point of the ball you're going to hit—do not hesitate, and
"Would you not defend your own woman?" Weston Ford asked him in return.Xavier Ford did a double-take and chuckled. "Well, of course, I'm nice to my own ladies. Anyone who’s dated me always ends up grateful they had me. We're men, aren't we? Magnanimity and generosity are our charms, but…" Turning towards Weston in amusement, he asked, "Is your woman like the one I had?"Weston said nothing, watching silently as Stella Sealey finally found the right posture. She practiced repeatedly until she finally learned the technique Weston taught her. His gaze turned distant as if reminiscing some emotion he wanted to keep repressed, but the opposite seemed to be happening instead. "She's not all that different," he admitted. Back at the pool table, Stella had just got her posture right, and she picked up a few balls to test her strikes from a different angle. She focussed, placing all her attention on her cue, and struck—but the distribution of her strike was still a little scattered,
Stella Sealey closed her eyes and stopped herself from thinking about those things. Now that her fate was sealed, she should be thinking about her way out, and not about self-pity. Crack!Another ball into the pocket. This time, she learned quickly—as usual, she was a little unsteady at first, but as she slowly got used to it—until every strike was perfect.Even Xavier Ford, who had been belittling her, couldn’t help but approach the table to watch."You're such a quick learner!"After giving her a praiseful gaze, he gave Weston Ford a look that seemed to say: You've hit the jackpot!Weston raised a brow and didn’t deny it. Even if nobody else could tell, it was apparent to Xavier that it was clear smugness. Naturally, he found it unbelievable that Weston would be proud of a woman.After all, Guinevere Cohen—Weston's fiancee, was a star celebrity that seized attention wherever she went—yet Weston had never made such a face for her.It was then that Xavier could not help
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