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 scampered towards Weston with her bangs fluttering in the air. When she finally got to him, her hair was a cluttered mess. “This place is like a maze,” said Weston, calmly smoothing Stella’s hair back in place with his fingers. “I was worried that you’d get lost.”“Lost?” Stella laughed. “How could anyone get lost in a tiny place like this?”Weston grabbed her hands. He noticed that they were bone dry, and his eyes turned gloomy.Stella, however, failed to notice this subtle change of his, and merely felt that he was clutching her hands a little too tightly.“It hurts!” she complained, frowning.Weston loosened his grip on Stella’s hands. She quickly drew them back, and he saw red marks on the back of her hands.“Sorry,” Weston muttered. He glanced at the prints he left on Stella’s hands before walking away, leaving Stella to wonder what she had done wrong.Weston went to Xavier and told him, “That’s it for today. We’re leaving.”“You’re leaving?” Xavier stood up strai
His only woman? Stella could barely contain her derision. Did Weston really think that she’d believe that? If she was his only woman, then how did Guinevere’s child come about?Not only was Weston disrespecting her, he really took her for a fool.“I have no intention to interfere with your private affairs,” she told him, looking straight into his eyes. “You can have however many women as you please, so… can you please not interfere with my work?”As soon as she said that, the atmosphere grew tense. The remaining warmth on Weston’s face disappeared completely and his eyes turned icy cold.“Did you bring this whole thing up just so I would agree to let you work?” he asked, his voice brimming with threats.“Yes,” Stella admitted, bracing for the worst.She then heard Weston’s cold, mirthless laugh.“Go on, then,” he said. “Tell me what sort of work this is, that you’ve risked everything for.”Stella had wanted to hide the truth for a little longer, but she could tell from his ex
“I just want to give this a try, that’s all.”Stella’s gaze fixated on Weston. Her moist gleaming eyes made her look innocent and pitiful.Weston knew that she had made herself look this way on purpose, but that did not stop his heart from softening.“So you… really want to be an actress that much?” he asked.“Mm-hmm,” she nodded. “Besides, I’ll have nothing to do once the training center closes down.”“You can stay by my side and be my companion.”“But you can’t stay with me the whole day!” she argued.For some reason, this sentence pleased Weston very much. The rigid iciness in his countenance thawed completely and he loosened his grip on her body.“But apart from the time I spend working,” he said, lovingly caressing her cheek, “I’ve devoted all of my time to be with you. Isn’t that enough?”“No,” she shook her head. “It’s not enough.”She rested her head on his shoulder. It suddenly dawned upon her that she knew exactly what to say to get through to him… which was also th
Stella appeared calm and complying, but her heart was filled with debilitating sorrow.If she could really always get her way, she wouldn’t be here with Weston, practically imprisoned by him.… Though Weston did not explicitly agree to let her act in the movie, she could guess from his actions that he would condone it, at least for the time being.The next morning, Stella got up and sent Weston off to work as usual. She then quickly got to the film set afterward.Because she’d delayed the filming progress yesterday, Bradley Lane was a little nasty when he saw her coming.“It was your first day yesterday and you’ve already asked for a leave,” he sneered. “That was pretty bold of you, don’t you think?”“I’m so sorry,” Stella bowed humbly, feeling very guilty. “I really am! Something came up and I absolutely couldn’t make it here yesterday. I’m terribly sorry! I’ll try my best to catch up with the schedule from now on.”Bradley could tell that she was being sincere, so he didn’t
With neither inspiring the other, the acting came out hackneyed. Caspian and Stella just stood there like robots once they'd said all their lines. They were both at a loss of what to do.Bradley kept the camera rolling while he stared coldly at the monitor. Stella kept pinching herself out of nervousness. Her face was gradually turning red. She knew that her performance was nothing less than terrible, yet Bradley just wouldn’t stop filming, inexplicably prolonging this scene. Each passing second felt like fresh torture to her.After what felt like forever to Stella, Bradley massaged his temples and finally yelled, “Cut!” Stella’s shoulders relaxed instantly, as if a weight had been lifted off of her. She looked at the camera and saw Bradley sternly gesturing for them to go to him.“Get over here!” he shouted.It was obvious at a glance that they were about to be upbraided.Stella and Caspian slowly walked toward the director.Just as expected, the moment they both stopped i
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