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
"Are you afraid that Miss Ella will be upset if the operation is unsuccessful?"Weston didn’t answer.Ben immediately understood what he meant and sighed. "Okay, I see."After speaking, he thought of something again. "What about the matter of Miss Guinevere donating blood to her..."The man frowned and interrupted. "Don't tell her."He didn't want Stella to remember that he had forced her to give blood to Guinevere.......At Old Cohen Mansion, in Guinevere’s room.She stared blankly at the suitcases that people had brought in. "...is everything packed?"“Everything’s all packed, Miss!”Mrs. Cohen walked in, and seeing her sad face, she sighed. "Guinevere, don't be too upset. There is no destiny between you and Weston! Stop thinking about him. Your father and I have found a few young men for you, and you will meet them when the time comes."Ignoring her, Guinevere asked, "Is everything here?"These were the things she put in the Ford family's old house.Initially, she was
He rubbed the tip of her nose and asked gently, "It's very late... Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"She nodded.After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, “I want Joan’s soup.”Weston’s movements paused as he touched her forehead, seemingly moved.After a while, he chuckled lightly. "Okay, I’ll let her bring it to you."Stella lay on his arms obediently. "How long did I sleep this time?"“A long time.” He lowered his head to kiss her hair. “But it’s okay because I will wait for you to wake up.”When she buried her face in his arms, Stella’s expression changed.If she hadn't heard the conversation between him and Ben just now at the door, she would have been moved by his words and believed that he genuinely liked her.But she heard everything and knew that the man's words were not believable.He would always favor Guinevere.Stella shut her eyes and restrained her emotions.Weston felt her rare tenderness and enjoyed the silence of this moment. ......Jo
Joan carefully looked at Weston’s face, and seeing how silent he’d become, she quickly attempted to smooth things out. "You both share such a good relationship. Those things are actually unnecessary..."Stella was looking at Weston’s face, too, trying to figure out what he was thinking.She pursed her lips and suddenly said, “Of course it’s different. It’s just that certain people don’t want to marry me.”As she spoke, she shot him a blaming gaze.Clearly, she knew that she was walking on a tight rope.But at that moment, she could only bet on it.Weston put down the documents in his hand. Stella couldn’t decipher the emotions on his face.But she could tell that he wasn’t against it.After a while, he walked over to Stella and took the bowl from her hand. "Haven't I already married you?"Joan thought he was joking, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Yeah! It's no different from marriage if Mr. Ford spoils Ms. Ella so much!"Stella merely smiled. She kne
The intense wave of emotions that coursed through her veins almost drowned Stella.Weston exerted a little force, pried her mouth open, and stuck his tongue inside.Stella pushed his chest weakly, trying to push him away, but the man grabbed her wrist and held them together. Pushing them behind her, he kissed her harder.She could tell how excited he was from the strength he was exerting.His overwhelming enthusiasm swept over her, and the heat from his body invaded every spot on her skin.He was kissing with so much force that it hurt her.“Uh…Weston…”Stella whimpered and called out his name, almost out of breath.He let go of her. But his forehead was still pressed against hers as he let her take some breaths.After a while, he squeezed her chin and kissed her again, as though moment just now was just to let her rest and not really to let her go.This time, his kisses lingered longer, and they still carried an irresistible dominance.He wrapped her whole body in his arms,
After recuperating in the hospital for a few days, Stella demanded to be discharged.Weston disagreed initially, but it was tough to say no to her spoiled-child antics.He was already a simp for her coquettish acts, but now that she was staring at him with red and pitiful eyes, he naturally followed whatever she wanted.Moreover, being discharged from the hospital wasn’t an excessive requirement with her current condition. With him by her side, no one would be allowed to harm her.Ben also saw that he seemed a little too indulgent on Stella recently.Although he didn't say it, it seemed he would’ve picked the stars in the sky for her if that was what she wanted.Ben, however, felt that something seemed off.After all, Stella should have been bothered about Guinevere. But Weston didn't explain anything and let her go. Stella should’ve supposedly made a fuss...But she didn't seem to care much.But he felt a woman couldn't be so generous about this kind of thing!There were man
When it was all over, Stella was soaking wet from head to toe, most of it sweat.Panting, she collapsed onto Weston’s chest, trying to catch her breath. Even Weston was still a little short of breath. He rested one hand on her back while the other was gently stroking her black hair. There was obviously a huge difference in their stamina because, at this point, Stella was so exhausted she couldn’t even lift a finger. All she could do was lie quietly on his chest, utterly drained of energy.The window was left ajar. The breeze that was blowing outside chilled the night. A gust of wind sneaked into the room through the window slit. Stella shut her eyes and shivered. With one hand firmly on her back, Weston turned her over and placed her down snugly on the bed. She then got up and walking over to the window to shut it.Under the silvery moonlight, Stella could still make out the scratch marks she left on Weston’s back. He was completely nude when he got out of bed, and his tall Herculea
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