Bradley said nothing, but merely kept his eyes fixed on Guinevere, as if he had seen through her in an instant. She made a face, but simply walked away to sit in front of her dressing table, staring at her own reflection as she said, "Don't worry. This won't happen again."Bradley left once he had her assurance, but as soon as he was gone, Guinevere swept every cosmetic product off the table, sending them crashing to the floor. Though she appeared in control just a moment ago, there was every sign of her losing control once again. She worked hard to calm her heartbeat, and took the bottle of pills from the pouch she carried everywhere, and took one. Still, it took her a long while to calm down. Suddenly, her phone started ringing, and her eyes lit up the instant she saw who was calling. "Weston?" she exclaimed his name in delight. "What's up?"After all, she did not expect a call from him at this hour—he should be at work right now, and they usually called each other in their
Stella did a double take. "Hold on… Why are you calling me?""Why not?" Weston replied, while gesturing for his chauffeur to drive straight ahead, and he soon spotted Stella hovering near a junction. She looked ever so adorable and docile as she waited obediently for the lights to turn green. "No, I just thought that you'd be busy with work…"Stella was going to say that she thought Weston would spend the day with Guinevere, but quickly stopped herself although she was on the verge of saying it. "Didn't I tell you that I would be spending the next few days at home with you?"Stella did not answer at first, and said after a while, "I'm heading home, then. The lights have just turned green—I need to cross now. Talk to you later.""Yeah," Weston replied, and watched as Stella hung up before telling the chauffeur to follow. She usually preferred shortcuts, and even though Weston had told her many times not to take quiet paths, she would agree to it, only to fall back to her old h
No matter how Stella tried to pretend, she could not hide the repulsiveness she was feeling.That was when Weston stopped, and started to offer her reassurance—he had become much more patient than ever before. Whatever he was doing, he would stop once Stella appeared upset, and pat her back reassuringly as if she were a child.Moreover, he would not continue if she insisted that she was uncomfortable, and it was the same this time. Holding his own forehead against hers and watching her flush and pant from his kisses, Weston asked, “How many times have I told you not to take quiet routes when you’re alone? Did I scare you just now?”“You did that on purpose?!” It was only then that Stella realized, since what had happened just now was clearly unusual. After all, Weston lingered inside his car and kept quiet, while his car followed Stella at a neutral pace. Anyone who saw that would be under the impression that he meant harm.Weston chuckled hoarsely then. “Well, you’re the one
"Not serious? It's turned blue!" Weston growled even as he stared at the large patch of bruise over Stella's back. The blood in the middle had clotted into blackness with only small tinges of red visible in between. However, the red somehow made her injury appear even more gruesome. "Doing this to yourself… Are you an idiot?"Unable to look anymore, Weston lowered her blouse. Nonetheless, Stella appeared upset at his accusation. "It's my job—and like I said, it's not serious."Weston grabbed her by the arm and spun her around right then. However, he did not know that she was injured over the arm as well, and he promptly let go when he heard her gasp in pain, even as he withheld all the harsh words he was about to throw at her while watching her reaction."Did that hurt?"Stella nodded. Weston had to restrain his flaring rage right then, and gently moved Stella so that she was seated in a comfortable position. Then, he helped her take off her jacket and carefully rolled up h
Stella said nothing, but simply looked Weston straight in the eye.After a while, she muttered, "You probably know everything already, then…""You wouldn't have said a word if I didn't, would you?" Weston asked."So what if I told you? Are you going to straighten out Guinevere? She's your wife and the mother of your child, while I'm just a toy to you—"Even before she could finish, however, Weston had seized her by the chin and kissed her. Before he knew it, he had grown to resent hearing such words from Stella—he refused to hear any words that were demeaning to her, be it from herself or anyone else. And yet, he would never change Stella's mindset even if he could stop everyone else from talking. To her, the world was black and white, and if she could not clear the obstacles in her own head, she would simply loiter on the other end. It was also why as long as she had no legitimate reason to be at his side, she would never be happy, and would always belittle herself. Knowin
Guinevere felt a pang of heartache even as she held Zack in his arms.In reality, she rarely carried the boy so carefully, because everytime she did, she would be reminded of that night which had changed her life entirely. As a matter of fact, she had wondered to herself more than once—would her relationship with Weston be so eerily cold if that night had never happened? Seeing that she was very worried, one of the maids said, "Don't worry, ma'am. The family doctor will soon be here—Zack will definitely be fine."Even so, Guinevere was too distracted to hear her.***After examining Zack, the doctor said rather awkwardly, "Zack seems fine at the moment. However, he's a child, and he should be admitted to the hospital if this continues."Guinevere promptly called Weston after the doctor left—he was the one who had called her about Zack, and yet she was somehow here, alone with the boy.She could not help feeling a little upset about that.Nonetheless, it took a while for West
Before Weston left, he gave Ben a look. Catching his cue, Ben arranged for someone to take care of Stella, and have them report to Weston once she wakes up. Meanwhile, Guinevere was still on the other end of the call, and her tone softened considerably when she heard Ben's voice. "I won't impose since you're working.""Okay," Weston replied. "Tell me when Zack recovers.""Okay."Weston hung up right after that, and Guinevere listened to the beeping tone after the call was cut off, before calling Xavier. She had actually wanted to call Henry Moore—which used to be her first reaction to everything in the past, since he would help her no matter what it is. In fact, she was used to Henry agreeing to whatever she asked no matter the time and place, which was why she thought nothing of Henry getting into a relationship with another woman. However, Henry was currently wheelchair-bound, which meant Guinevere had to go to someone else, and Xavier was one of them, since she saw him re
The room was dimly lit while the curtains were closed, seemingly out of concern of disturbing Stella's sleep.She rubbed her eyes, shrugged off her blanket, and rose to her feet. The instant she left the breakroom, someone promptly approached her. "Ah! You're awake, Miss Steele."Hearing Ben's voice, Stella paused for a moment before looking at him. "How did I get here?""You fell asleep in the car, so Mr. Ford carried you up here."Stella was naturally acquainted with Ben, since he was the one who had taken care of matters when she and Roger Sealey assumed new identities. It was obvious that Weston trusted him very much, or he would not have left her with Ben.Taking a seat on a couch and having a drink, she asked, "Is Weston having a meeting?""Yes," Ben replied. "However, he will probably be done soon, and he is hoping to go home with you."With that, Ben passed her a tablet, obviously having arranged something for her to do in the meantime. "You can ask me directly if you
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