She would never mistake that handsome, rugged face of his. He wore a white shirt over his broad shoulders that tapered down to his narrow waist. He looked just like the Olympian deity Apollo as he walked out from the shadows. It then dawned upon Daisy that for a man like Weston, not standing next to others was a form of mercy. The man before her was someone she should be familiar with, a face she’s seen for countless years. Yet, he was mercilessly overshadowed by Weston. He looked just like a dancing clown compared to Weston. Daisy had never found him uglier than he was at that moment. “President Ford, what are you doing here?” She mumbled in a low voice. A nasty look appeared on the man’s face. “Who are you? Don’t be a nosy parker!” He warned as he stepped forward. Daisy stepped back in fear while Weston walked directly towards him and stretched his hand out, “Stand up.” A glint flashed past Daisy’s eyes as she put her hand in his. She pulled on it and stood up.
The employee turned to look at Stella. Stella didn’t want to make things difficult for her and nodded. “It’s fine. Please, carry on.” With that, the staff member turned to leave. Chris walked towards Stella and sat down before her. “I really didn’t expect that he’d treat you like some precious treasure.” “It’s just coming out for an afternoon of fun. Is that considered as treating me like precious treasure?” Stella looked expressionlessly at him. The two had parted unceremoniously at Ford Corporation’s building the last time, and Chris even attacked Weston. Yet, now that they’d met again, Chris acted as if nothing had happened. It was evident that this man had outstanding mental tenacity. Chris smiled and said nothing as he poured a glass of wine for himself. He took two sips and asked, “Where is Weston?” “He went out for some fresh air.” “Aren’t you worried? He’s been out for so long.” Stella shook her head. “He’s a full-grown adult. What do I have to be worried
He looked just like a man protecting his woman. Chris had always played the part of a personable and chivalrous gentleman in front of others, but in face of this hooligan, his fierce and aggressive side was on full display, a trait of his that rarely emerged. Daisy had never been intimate with him and had never seen him like that. She stood still, dazed, and mumbled to herself. “Mr. Ford…” The man saw Weston's back-up and was stunned for a moment before hissing viciously, “You’re asking me who I am? I am her bloody fiancé!” Fiancé? The word made the expression on Chris’ face change as he turned to look at Daisy with a complicated look on his face. “D*mn it. Weren’t you single?” Daisy’s eyes turned downcast as she wiped away the tears on her face. “I’ve already broken up with him, but he didn’t agree to it.” “Who needs an agreement in a breakup?” Chris finally understood the situation and looked at the man coldly. “Did you not hear her? She wants to breakup with you.”
Chris was a relatively good fighter, and he managed to bring the man down after a while. Recalling that there was a woman standing behind him, he looked at Daisy with annoyance. “Make yourself clear. Are you breaking up with this man today?” He never knew that Daisy was in such a terrible relationship. Why was she willing to be with someone so unsavory, someone who had, in turn, rejected him so many times?” How was he inferior to this man? He felt a deep wave of disappointment engulf him. Although he originally didn’t harbor deep feelings for this woman, he now felt utterly wronged and aggrieved. “If you continue missing him and going back to him, I’ll never interfere in your affairs from now on. If you intend to make a clean break, I’ll make sure you keep your word and won’t let this go until it happens!” He could tell that Daisy really wanted to break things off with this man, just that she lacked the resolve to. He had never seen a woman like that in his life. The
The man stood petrified, his feet rooted firmly on the ground. Weston’s cold glare shot towards him, a change from the frustrated look in his eyes. If looks could kill, the man was a dead man in his eyes. The intensity of Weston’s glare sent chills down the man’s spine. He subconsciously shivered, and he explained anxiously, “I… I didn’t do it on purpose…” Weston settled Stella down in a comfortable position and ensured that she felt all right before standing up and walking slowly towards the man. He lifted a leg and kicked it ruthlessly towards the man. The man crashed loudly on the floor. Weston’s foot landed right in his stomach, and the force was almost enough to rupture his internal organs. “Who are you to bump into her?” A distance away. Daisy stared dazedly at the scene before her. She had never seen Weston in such a rage—he turned out to be absolutely terrifying when angry… And all this for that woman. She looked at Stella with complicated emotions in her
Although he was competing against Weston for the family inheritance, he did not forget his duty as an uncle in a time like this, even when it came at the expense of family ties. At the very least, he couldn’t allow anyone to get the opportunity to blame him because of such a stupid reason. Stella snapped back to attention and yelled, “That’s enough!” “Weston. You’ll kill him if you go on like this…” she pleaded. Although Weston slowed down in his movements, he did not stop completely—his eyes were bloodshot and filled with fearsome rage.Stella took a deep breath and said with her voice quivering, “Don’t be like this. I’m afraid he’ll…” Her words finally made Weston slowly release his hands. He shook out his wrists and spoke coldly through gritted teeth at the man who was half-dead, “You really should pray that she is fine. Otherwise, killing you a hundred times over today wouldn’t be enough to make up for it.” The man’s face was covered with blood, and he could no longer
Unlike Chris’s tense situation, Stella was well in Weston’s arms as he made a beeline for his car from The Dog House. Along the way, many people cast curious glances at them. Stella subconsciously buried her face in his arms, triggering Weston's light chuckle. “Still shy?”Stella kept quiet. A while later, she whispered softly into his ear, “Can you let me down so I can walk myself?” Weston carried her higher instead. “Can you even walk by yourself, given your current state?” “I just hurt my back. My legs are fine.” The moment she said that, Weston suddenly released his hold over her. “Ah!” Stella’s body descended abruptly, and she instinctively let out a yelp as she hugged his neck tight. She looked up into a pair of smiling eyes. “Still want to walk by yourself?” “You did that on purpose!” Stella sputtered indignantly. “So what if I did?” Stella’s brows furrowed as she adjusted herself, clearly dissatisfied. Her subtle movements, however, displeased him.
Finding her reaction hilarious, Weston suddenly leaned in closer to her, kissing her on the nose. “Which part of your body have I not seen? Why are you still so shy?” Stella pushed him away. “No need. I can do it myself.” Weston’s brows furrowed as he looked at her. He had thought that she was angry because he refused to listen to her and insisted on carrying her all the way to the car. Now that he thought about it, it seems like there was another reason for her anger. Weston said in a teasing voice, “Seems like I thought wrong. Are you jealous?” He had stood up for Daisy, reacting to the displeasure of hearing Stella talk about her first love. Who asked her to gush about how heroic and valiant her first crush was? He wanted to let her witness how anyone can do something so trivial, and, therefore, it was not worthy for her to remember for so many years. Who knew that she would be jealous over something so trivial? “Jealous?” Stella’s eyes widened in disbelief as she lo
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