Joan anxiously looked out of the window. “I wonder if the snow will melt by the end of the workday. We are far from the city center, and I hope the driver is extra careful…” Stella, dressed in casual home clothes, curled up on the couch, reading her script. However, Joan’s words caused her to lift her head and look out the window. The snow appeared to have stopped falling, but the ice on the road still hadn’t fully melted away. She pursed her lips. “Joan, help me grab the car keys, please.” Joan immediately stopped what she was doing, asking, “Ms. Steele, what are you planning? Just let the driver do his job. It snowed so heavily, and the streets are unsafe.” “I’ll fetch Weston from work,” Stella replied. Joan appeared stunned for a moment before a smile spread across her face. “Ms. Steele, I’m sure Mr. Ford will be delighted to know of your good intentions. But I’m also sure he would prefer you remain safe in the house.” Stella pursed her lips again as she thought abou
Having a collaboration with Ford Corporation was a privilege few could only dream of. The client seemed extremely satisfied. With only some minor details left, he beamed magnanimously. “Sure. Mr. Ford, please go ahead and do what you need to do. It was a pleasure meeting you!I look forward to our next collaboration!” Daisy was shocked, but she remained composed as she said, “Please come with me.” She glanced at Weston. The original plan was to have a meal with the client, and he had never mentioned canceling it. So why did he suddenly change his mind? For someone on Weston’s level, his schedule was always planned down to the finest detail and seldom changed. Did something happen? She was slightly confused as she headed to the other side of the elevator in the parking garage after sending the client off in their car. That was when she saw Weston walking over to a white car. Daisy stopped dead in her tracks, uncertain if she should follow him. Stella thought she had t
Although it was bitterly cold and snow was falling heavily outside, it was warm and comfortable inside the car, and her hands shouldn’t have been that cold. Weston had changed the subject so quickly that Stella could tell he didn’t want to continue arguing about her driving. She shook her head and said, “My hands have always been this cold.” His brows furrowed even together. He remembered that Stella did not have such a condition in the past. A thought came to his mind, and his face turned downcast. The air in the car turned colder. Stella used to hate such an atmosphere. Yet now, she did not want to reduce the guilt that Weston felt for her, and she looked straight into his eyes. She knew that Weston recalled something. Because of that child, because she stopped at nothing to keep that child who was ruthlessly taken away from her and ended up as a pool of blood… She was left with such a condition after that time. Her limbs were cold throughout the year across all s
Her hands were still cold. Weston lifted them to his lips and kissed them, but the look in his eyes turned elusive. Stella had a pair of beautiful hands that were so delicate and fair that her veins were slightly visible. Her skin tone was starkly different from his. He held her hands in his as memories of the past flooded into his mind. They weren’t married for long, but they shared many intimate moments, one of which was certainly when Stella was on her period. She would become exceptionally shy whenever that happened. Things weren’t that much better now. Thus, this pair of hands came in handy. Weston’s swallowed and asked, “Do you find something missing from your hand?” Stella found his answer ridiculous. “What is missing? Nothing…” “Is that so?” Weston kissed her ring finger. “I think something’s missing.” A ring. He answered himself in his heart but did not say it out loud to Stella. He merely looked at her as though trying to pry into her heart. “I’ll brin
“Sounds like you have much experience in this area.” Stella looked at him smilingly. “Did you attract much attention when you weren’t wearing a ring?” Weston caressed her head. “There’s no difference whether I wear one or not.” There were hordes of women who wanted a relationship with him, whether he was married or not. “But you wearing a ring can help block off many ill-intentioned men…” “You should wear a ring with Guinevere,” Stella coldly cut him off. The temperature in the car dropped a few degrees. Stella knew that the mere mention of her name at this point was akin to pouring a bucket of cold water over Weston’s head. Yet, she still insisted on doing it to remind him that their relationship wasn’t a straightforward one. It was also not something she wanted. Weston sighed. “How many times do you need me to repeat myself before you understand? I’m not married to Guinevere.” Stella’s brows furrowed. “When are you getting married to her? I’ll send you a huge we
Weston remained silent. He stared at her for a long while before gathering her in his arms. He planted a kiss on her forehead and said, “I know that you’re thinking about our one-year timeline. Stella, please play your part as best you can. Don’t let me catch you trying to leave me.” Stella’s eyelashes trembled as she shut her eyes. She leaned in his embrace and heard his heartbeat through his chest. After a long while, she said, “All right.” Weston lifted her chin and looked into her eyes, “Be more professional in your acting. Do you know what a woman who wants to stay with me looks like?” “How does she look like?” “She will want to spend my money.” Weston fished out a card and placed it in her hand. Stella refused to take it, but Weston pushed it into her palm and closed her fingers over it. “Just use this if you want to buy anything.” Stella stared at the black card in her palm, but she declined to nod in acknowledgment. Weston said empathically, “I don’t want
“What kind of jewelry are you looking for, Miss? Necklaces, earrings, rings, or bracelets?” All of the salespeople had gone through intensive training, and before Stella could react, she heard the saleswoman going on about the various classic styles as if reciting a textbook. However, she soon noticed that the saleswoman kept stealing furtive glances at Weston and suppressing the wave of emotions that she was clearly feeling. Many of the saleswomen were young ladies with a keen eye for luxury goods. Being immersed in the luxury goods industry, she could tell at a glance that Weston was decked out in opulence from head to toe. Many other salespersons were also guessing who Weston was. Many people knew about Weston Ford. As long as they paid attention to finance or entertainment news, they would’ve heard of the heir of the Ford family, whose wealth was comparable to that of small nations. Based on people who interviewed him in the past, he was apparently more handsome than ma
Weston looked at her. He clearly saw the excitement in her eyes, but here she was, rejecting it. “Try it if you like it,” he persuaded while holding her hands. “Yes! Try it if you like it!” the salesperson hastily added. “See how it looks on your finger! You have such fair skin and your fingers and long and sleek. I’m sure it’ll look amazing on you! It will bring out your skin tone like nothing else would!” Stella gritted her teeth and rejected her, “I’m not young anymore, and pink is not a good color for me…” “How are you not young?” Weston caressed her head and found her words hilarious. “What are you if not young?” He held her hand and directly slipped the ring on her finger. The saleswoman could clearly sense the hesitation in Stella, probably because she saw the price tag and didn’t want to burden the man with such an exorbitant amount. However, the man looked wealthy and would probably not hesitate to buy such an expensive ring for her. The saleswoman was filled
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