Before they were divorced and were still in a good relationship, Stella always couldn’t help but praise him for his beautiful eyes. Both of them were uninhabited at that time, and they were truly immersed in their rawest of emotions. Stella would always stare into his eyes, immersing and losing herself in the depths of his eyes. But what Stella didn’t know was that her eyes were equally stunning. Despite seeing countless beauties in his time, Weston couldn’t deny that she had a stunning pair of eyes. “What happened to me?” Stella coughed and asked. Weston snapped back to attention and sat down next to her. “You caught a cold, and you’re running a high fever now. Lie back down.” Stella shook her head. “I didn’t mean that…” She looked straight into Weston’s eyes. “What were you doing just now?” He felt uneasy under her stare, a feeling that felt foreign to him. However, he remained calm as he replied, “Feeding you medicine.” Stella pursed her lips as if not believing
With that, he took out the thermometer, threw the sheets open, and stuck it under Stella’s armpit without any warning. Stella felt the chill and struggled instinctively. Weston pressed her arm down. “Don’t move. We’ll need to do this again if the measurement is inaccurate.” When Stella was still in a daze from her fever, he had to take her temperature so many times. “Why don’t you just use a thermometer gun?” Stella asked. The moment she asked that, a thought came to mind, and she kept quiet. Weston glanced at her. “You remember?” Stella kept silent and scrunched her nose. When Weston was sick previously, she tried to use the thermometer gun to take his temperature but ended up breaking it because she didn’t know how to use it. Joan probably hadn’t found the time to buy a new one. A moment’s silence later, Weston looked at the time. “All right, it’s done.” He parted the sheets again to retrieve the thermometer. However, Stella immediately said, “I’ll do it mys
Her thoughts were still all over the place when Weston said, “You still have a mild fever.” He kept the thermometer away. “The family doctor will be here later.” “There’s no need to go to such trouble.” Stella furrowed her brows. “I’m fine now.” She looked at the clock and noticed that it was in the wee hours of the morning. If the family doctor were to come, Joan probably wouldn’t have much time to rest. “Let’s not bother others…” “Have you ever considered the fact that they might be very happy to be bothered?” Weston lifted his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. “If they weren’t bothered, the family doctor wouldn’t have a reason to exist, and I wouldn’t need to hire Joan at such a high salary. They’d be out of a job if you don’t have any needs.” His words rendered Stella speechless. Perhaps she was still not completely alert yet because of her mile fever. She pulled the sheets high up and wriggled in. “I want to sleep and don’t want to see anyone else…” His
The arches of Stella’s petite feet curved in a gentle slope. The feeling of her legs on his knees brought a subtle, inexplicable feeling to her. Somehow, the action felt rather suggestive to her. Perhaps because a woman exposing her feet had always been regarded as an act of intimacy, emphasized further by the stark contrast between his dark suit trousers and her fair skin. Stella suddenly felt uneasy and instinctively wanted to pull her legs back. Weston grabbed her ankles and furrowed his brows. “Behave yourself,” he warned. Stella’s face flushed a bright red. Weston would always warn her with those words at times like this. Somehow, after he said it, the air between them changed. Weston looked calmly at her until it made her cheeks flush bright red. He asked, “Is your temperature rising again?” Stella was sure he’d done that on purpose. “That’s quite enough… you’ve applied enough ointment…” She pulled her leg back as she exclaimed. Weston immediately grabbed
Weston sat by her bedside and looked at her. He simply stared at her till Joan knocked on the door. “Sir, the doctor is here.” Weston signaled her to ask the doctor to wait outside. Stella fell asleep very quickly, but perhaps she had felt warm that she instinctively stuck her foot out of the sheets. Weston stood up, looked down at her, and lifted his hand to touch her fair feet. Stella immediately sank back into the covers. A while later, she turned around such that her back faced him. The corners of Weston’s mouth curved upward in a silent smile. His deep eyes twinkled in the dark. … Stella was left all alone in the bedroom. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her. She had to exercise so much self-control to suppress that disdain inside her when she was interacting with Weston. It seemed Weston believed her act. She sat up, fished out the medicine that Zeta gave her from her bag, and popped two into her mouth. Whether Weston would
Weston furrowed his brows. “No, she’s not.” “Except for some vitamins,” he added a little later. “I see,” the doctor nodded. “My suggestion is for her not to take any supplements or health products without proper consultation from a doctor. If she were to take any medication without proper understanding of her condition, it might result in an unnecessary burden on her health. She seems fine at the moment, but some people might experience certain side effects even with ordinary vitamins. It’s better to be safe than sorry.” Stella tensed up at their conversation. No one realized that her fists were clenched tightly under the sheets. After a long while, the doctors finally left the room. She felt the bed sink on the other side and heard his low voice. “Since you’re already awake, there’s no point pretending you’re asleep.” Stella’s eyelids trembled. She didn’t expect Weston to see through her. She slowly opened her eyes. “How did you know?” Her voice was hoarse, and he
Weston felt how warm her body was, and his face darkened. “Has your fever returned?” Stella shook her head. “I don’t have a fever now…” She rubbed her face against his chest and repeated for emphasis, “I feel so uncomfortable. Help me…” Physical intimacy was not foreign to them, as they had been husband and wife for a time and were now in such a peculiar relationship. Her actions betrayed her intentions, and Weston could tell what she wanted. At that rare moment, he was slightly taken aback. “Are you sure? Your condition now…” Stella threw caution to the wind and hugged him. “I really feel very uncomfortable…” She lifted her head, and Weston saw tears glistening in her eyes. “Kiss me, please.” Weston gulped, trying to swallow through his constricted throat, finding the look she was giving him irresistible. He pressed her shoulders down and warned, “I might lose control. Tell me to stop if it hurts.” He could never resist her, especially in times of physical intimacy.
Stella spoke mildly as if she had completely forgotten the conflict from last night. It seemed she just wanted to turn the page and never mention it again. Things had always been like that between them, sweeping things under the rug and pretending those issues never existed. After they were reunited, Weston had wanted to return to the way they used to interact, but he always felt a barrier with Stella. She appeared to excel in acting, but there were times that he could sense that they were simply fooling themselves. Today was a rare break for them, in which they weren’t busy with anything after breakfast. So, they decided to laze in the hall and watch television. Weston sat on the couch and folded her in his arms. Stella leaned against his chest and switched channels aimlessly, bored out of her mind. She had no idea what Weston liked and assumed he must enjoy watching financial news that she was completely uninterested in. When she flipped to a financial news channel, how
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