Guinevere could feel that Weston’s feelings for Stella grew stronger after she died. Having no place to vent his sorrows, Ella’s appearance happened to fill the void just in time.It was probably why he lost his mind.One day, when he came back to his senses and realized that Ella was not Stella, or his interest wore off, he would understand who was worthy of his choice.Guinevere’s eyes became firm.…In the hall.After the announcement, Warren emphasized, "I know the cancellation of the engagement will lead to undesirable gossip that’ll be detrimental to the two young people; I must make it clear that the rumors are not true! Rumors will only harm them and their child, so I hope I do not hear them anymore. Otherwise, I will see it as declaring yourself as our enemies!"After he finished speaking, the whispering voices stopped, and no one dared to mention it again. But they would only do so only in their presence.Unless they concealed the rumors perfectly, they could not st
But he always felt that Wendy had no reason to do that.Moreover, she and Guinevere got along quite well, so there was no reason to hurt Guinevere for an outsider. He patted Guinevere’s shoulder. “It must be a misunderstanding. Don’t worry. I will not allow such a woman to join our family.”At that moment.Stella stood on the stage and looked at the people with different expressions on their faces, but her heart felt calm.She saw Guinevere staring at her with resentment and many others watching in amusement. Not far away, she saw a handsome man gazing at her sullenly.Weston stood at the stairway, hidden in the shadows, just as Wendy announced that Stella was her goddaughter.No one followed him. It was just him alone, standing tall and proud.The man was holding a glass of champagne, donning his bespoke suit, exuding an indifference that made people avoid him.His dark eyes were fixated on the woman on the stade. They were calm at first, but then a storm was brewing in them
Stella pushed him away and headed to the hall.The man turned his head sideways, looking at the endless darkness, and stood on the balcony motionlessly.Stella suddenly stopped in her tracks in the corridor.She turned back and swept a glance at his side face with little emotions in her eyes. Then, she withdrew her gaze and left without looking back.…In the hall.As soon as she came over, she saw Guinevere standing up and glaring at her.Stella curled her lips and pretended to look at her.If there was anything that she could take comfort in from this ridiculous party, it was the sight of Guinevere's frantic, twisted appearance.But such little pain meant nothing.At least Guinevere still had her son. Unlike her, she did not even have the chance to look at hers.When it came to viciousness, she was no more than a tenth of Guinevere’s tenacity.She did not want to pay attention to her on such an occasion, and Guinevere shouldn’t want anything to do with her either.But wh
Hunching his back a little, the man lit a cigarette. Puffs of smoke and an occasional glow could be seen from time to time.After a while, a tall figure appeared beside Weston.Xavier was pinching a cigarette between his finger. He searched his pockets and looked at Weston. “I forgot to bring a lighter. Can I borrow yours?”Weston did not say anything. He flicked away the burnt ash of his cigarette and gave the cigarette directly to him as if he’d lost interest in a smoke.Xavier smiled. He did not mind at all. He lit his cigarette with it and threw it into the dustbin. Taking a puff, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at Weston with a smile. He asked, “I remember you have quit smoking for a long time. Why start again?”Weston did not say anything. Instead, he leaned against the railing and raised his head slightly.His well-sculpted face from his side strangely exuded an exquisite balance that wasn’t superfluous.Though he didn’t say anything, Xavier laughed to himself. “I
He had to compete with his nephew.It was totally unfair.“Why are you standing here alone?” Daisy came.It was a bit cold and she wrapped herself in a shawl.Xavier relaxed his face and turned into his usual playful self. “Are you worrying about me?”Daisy’s eyes flickered. She was used to his random sweet words and nodded. “It is almost time. When are you going back?”Xavier smiled as he approached her. He pulled the shawl off her shoulder. “You don't look good this way. You look best when you show your collarbones.”Daisy furrowed her brows. “But I will be cold this way.”Xavier raised his brows. “The Daisy I know wouldn't care about that little thing.”She was an elite white-collar worker who always wore high heels and looked smart in all situations.Since when had she become like a little girl who would cower in a shawl?Daisy’s face changed, and she took off the shawl. “Are you satisfied now?”Xavier draped his hand around her shoulder and caressed her. “This looks be
He thought that Guinevere was the one overthinking at first but started to believe her once he saw Wendy’s attitude. His wife had somehow become a bit more hostile toward Guinevere.Wendy supported her chin and looked at him suddenly. “What do you think?” she chuckled.“You really know about it?” Chris was disappointed. “What is wrong with Guinevere? How can you do this to her? She’s crazy about Weston.”“She is crazy about him, not me.” Wendy interrupted impatiently. Her tone turned cold. “What does she have to do with me taking a goddaughter?”“You are humiliating her! Ella and Weston are having an affair. How can you let her take advantage of the reputation of the family? We should just use the money to eliminate such a woman, but you take her as your goddaughter instead! What are you thinking about?”Wendy stood up suddenly and looked at him condescendingly. “What about you? What are you thinking about? I’m just taking someone with similar interests as my goddaughter. It’s not
“I don’t usually drink tea,” Stella stated. “There’s no need for you to waste your good tea on me.”Warren Ford smiled faintly, but his countenance remained impenetrable.“It’s just a tea for entertaining guests,” he said. “But I won’t force you if you don’t want to drink it.”He then sat down in front of her and added, “You must know exactly why I wanted to see you here.”Stella paused for a moment before nodding.“It’s about Weston, isn’t it?”“How long have you been with him?”“Half a year.”“Half a year…” Warren paused and fell into contemplation before continuing, “That’s a period of time that’s neither long nor short. Do you know how long he’s been with Guinevere Cohen?”Stella pursed her lips and made no reply.“Don’t be nervous,” Warren laughed. “I just wanted to chat with you, that’s all.”“Really?” Stella raised her brows. “I thought you brought me here so you could offer me a pile of money in exchange for leaving Weston.”She had no doubt that Warren would have s
“You mean you want me to make him tired of me?”“That would be best,” said Warren, “but I won’t force you, of course. At the very least, you should stop charming him with your tricks.”Stella burst out laughing.“You must’ve either overestimated my charms or underestimated Weston!” she exclaimed. “Do you think a man like him would fall for me just through simple schemes?”“I would never underestimate him as a businessman,” Warren replied calmly, unruffled by Stella’s rebuttal. “In that regard, he truly is unrivaled. But it doesn’t matter how strong or capable he is. In the end, he is still just a hot-blooded man. He may be completely disinterested with some women, but I know his only weakness is women.”“It seems that you understand him very well indeed,” said Stella. She curtailed any expressions on her face and slowly but very clearly added, “It’s a pity that you completely neglected one point in this matter—I am the one who wanted him to lose interest in me more than anybody el
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