She had never been introduced to his family, nor had she ever felt a part of their family.“Don’t worry. My answer remains the same.”Stella looked at him and affirmed, “I will go as soon as you can figure out how, and you won't have to worry that I will be attached to him because he saved my life.”When she said that, Warren was relieved but a little puzzled. “You really don't have any feelings for him?”He looked at her. “I’m not bragging about my grandson, but with Weston’s condition, as you can see, all a famous girl like Guinevere is asking is for Weston to look at her. He is an impeccable man who treats you so well and obviously cares about you a lot. Are you not even a little bit moved?”Stella understood what he was saying. It was not just an expression but also a test.She looked into his eyes and said, “I don't know what people as high and mighty as you guys think the definition of being nice to someone is. You think he's being nice to me by feeding me, clothing me, and
“People with this blood type are scarce, with only a few recorded cases, and they are not always able to meet the conditions for blood donation,” the doctor explained.“How can we solve this problem?” Weston’s eyebrows were knitted into a tight knot.The doctor paused for a moment and suggested, “When Ms. Ella’s condition improves, I suggest she draw some of her own blood regularly and store it in the hospital. When it might come in handy, the situation should be a little more favorable…”“Okay, I understand.”Weston stood up. “And one more thing… Those pills she took a while back, did they do any damage to her body?”The reason he was so worked up and told Stella to get lost wasn't just because she had used that drug to be able to sleep with him.It made him feel ridiculous and wretched.His woman had to use such self-harming means to get intimate with him, something that wasn’t easy for a man to endure.More importantly, it was because he cherished her body very much and had
“Yes.”Weston replied and let her go. “Do you want to eat anything?”“Just wash an apple for me.”Weston picked the largest one in the basket, sat next to her, and started to peel it.Stella watched his action and thought for a bit. “You know how to do these things?”“Not everyone gets to enjoy such a service,” Weston said. “You are first.”Stella’s eyes flickered.If it was in the past, she might have been really touched.But now, her heart had long become a pool of stagnant water, and it was hard to make it ripple.“I just heard from Grandfather that the Cohens have been looking for her… Would it be difficult for you?”She studied him carefully from his side.The man simply looked down at the apple in his hands without responding.His hands were exquisite, with long, slender fingertips and well-defined bones.The fruit knife in his hand seemed like a scalpel, and instead of peeling an apple, he appeared to be doing some advanced surgery.Stella admired his beautiful mov
Inside the car.Seeing that Weston was late, the Cohen family's faces fell."I thought that even if the marriage contract were dissolved, the two families would still be tightly knitted. I didn't expect the Ford family to just throw us away like that!"As soon as Weston got in the car, he overheard their conversation.He didn't say a word, but he casually greeted them.Mr. Cohen sneered, "Our daughter is in your hands now. When can you let her go?"Weston smiled with a poker face. "I don't want to cause any trouble, and I won't kidnap anybody for no reason. It's just that she has done something I can't understand and can't bear. Why won't you tell me the reason for her hatred towards Ella? Why does she treat her like that?"Their expressions dropped the moment they heard his question, especially Mrs. Cohen, who completely lost her patience. "I think you know the reason. What is your relationship with Ella, and what was your relationship with Guinevere? For a low-class woman, you
Suddenly, he saw her frowning as if she was talking in her sleep, and his eyes darkened.Even if she was just babbling softly, he could still hear what she was saying.All she could think about was that child. ......Inside the office.The doctor was in a dilemma. "With Ms. Ella’s condition, it is difficult for her to get pregnant again. She has HH-type blood, and if the first child wasn’t saved, the second child would likely have hemolysis, which is deadly for both the pregnant mother and the child."“Are there no other ways?”"It’ll be tough with our current technology. Even if she manages to get pregnant, it might cause irreparable damage to her."Weston frowned and asked, "Can't you find a way to avoid hemolysis?"The doctor sighed. "I can understand your feelings, but... I will discuss this with my colleagues and see if we come up with any solution. My suggestion is that you seek the opinion of internationally renowned experts. Perhaps there is another way, but the chan
Weston glared at the doctor. "I remember I stressed that the surgery has to be carried out safely!!!"“Yes. But Ms. Ella’s condition is too special so…”Weston scrunched his eyebrows hard and let out a breath. "How long?"“What?”“How long can she hold on?”“About an hour.”"One hour?" Ben frowned. "How is that possible? Even if we can find a donor, we can’t get them here immediately!"Weston shut his eyes and thought of one person......."Impossible!" Guinevere hissed with gritted teeth. "You want me to donate blood to that bitch? I won't agree even if I die!”Her eyes were red as she stared at the man before her. Never did she expect that he would ask her to donate blood to Ella in a million years!How could a bitch like Ella be worthy of her blood?She initially thought Weston wouldn't let her go because he was still angry at her and that he would naturally let her go once he had calmed down.However, she never expected that he still wouldn’t let her go, even when h
Weston’s voice was sharp and icy, like the voice of the devil.Guinevere’s eyes widened immediately. "My parents are here?""Go for a blood transfusion now, and I might just let you meet them. Otherwise, you will watch them suffer."“How could you do this to me!”She gazed at him with reddened eyes. "Is our relationship nothing compared to a substitute?""I'll say it once. The decision is yours."Weston tightened the grip of his hands. "Go do the blood transfusion or die here."Instantly, she could feel her breathing being constricted, followed by suffocating despair. She looked at him with a flushed face, unable to say a word.It wasn't until he let go of his hand that the feeling of suffocation eased a little.She fell to the ground, gasping for breath.After a long pause, Guinevere looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes."Do you have to be so cruel?"He laughed. "You said it yourself that she’s just a substitute. If she is gone, I can still find someone
When Stella woke up, it was already very late. She felt she had slept for a long time and had a long dream.There seemed to be no one around.She lifted the quilt, and it fell to the ground. Just as she was about to open the door and go out, she heard Ben’s voice at the ward entrance.“Mr. Ford, mission accomplished….”Stella immediately halted and stood by the door.She could see what was happening outside the corridor through the gap.The man stood tall with his back to her.She could see his delicate side profile from that angle as he stood there talking with Ben."I saw with my own eyes that Ms. Cohen arrived home safely. Both Mr. Cohen and Mrs. Cohen were there..."As Ben’s voice fell, Stella’s pupils trembled violently—She squeezed the doorknob in her hand tightly and calmed her breathing.... Weston let Guinevere go?At that moment, she didn't know how to describe her feeling.Bittersweet, stupid, and expected uncertainty.She should have thought of it long ago
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