A clear voice that reeked with an oppressive aura and gut-wrenching sharpness sounded from above her head.Perhaps it was the stiff atmosphere that they were both eerily calm, like a thread stretched so thin it could snap at any moment.Stella looked up and saw a man in a suit standing at the cabin door. His hand gripped the door frame, and his bony fingers vaguely showed his bulging blue veins.He was so tall that he blocked out all the light, leaving only a long shadow on the floor.It was a shadow that almost engulfed her entire body.Stella clenched her fists slowly, and her lips turned white. She could not utter a single word.The sound of heavy footsteps thumped toward her.And then he stood in front of her.The familiar oppressive aura that loomed above her head began to hit her.She started to tremble but was swept into a pine-scented embrace before she knew it.Weston was not someone who fancied cologne, but since it was their wedding today, he had changed his scent
Weston’s large palm slowly tightened as he looked into her eyes. "Do you really think you won't have to pay for running away on the wedding day?"Stella spoke, trembling slightly, "What price do you want me to pay?"At this point, she was unexpectedly calm.It wasn’t like she hadn't thought about the consequences, but she never expected him to find her in such a short period of time.But even in that short period, the wedding had already begun.She never expected him to come to find her, regardless of the wedding.The more she pretended she was calm, the angrier he became."Where are you going to escape to? Abroad? Then, you’ll go find Roger?"Weston seemed to have everything under control. "Do you think you can find him in Compassvale?"Her eyes widened suddenly, and she livened up a little. "What do you mean? What did you do to him?!"He sneered, and with eyes filled with mockery, he said, "Don't think I don't know the relationship between you and him."He lowered his voic
It was windy out at sea.Even on a clear, sunny day, the deck still felt a little chilly.On the narrow deck, bodyguards dressed in black stood in a row, surrounding the entire ship, making any attempt of escape impossible.Mr. Ford had only sent a few bodyguards over, so naturally, he couldn't match so many people.Inside the ship were all Weston’s subordinates, and the whole ship was under his control.Everyone was waiting on the board, only to see a tall and handsome man walking out of the cabin with a woman in his arms.The scorching sun only accentuated the man's facial features even more, though the look on his face was as cold as ice.Stella pressed her face tightly against his chest.It wasn't that she wanted to be held like this, but he wasn’t letting her walk away.Sensing her squirmy movements, the man scolded in a low voice, "Be good."He obviously didn't have the tenderness he had towards her before, as if he had returned to the state they were in when they got m
She had said it as calmly as she could, but it only served to make Weston’s blood surge, as he felt waves rolling in his chest.How could she be so calm?After abandoning everything he gave her, she had the audacity to utter such words.Did she even know how angry he was right now?"I've been too kind to you."You forgot what kind of person I am," Weston went on.Stella smiled, but her eyes were devoid of light. "It's because I know what kind of person you are that..."That she chose to run… that she chose to leave him.But she didn't say it aloud, not wanting to add fuel to the fire.Instead, she grabbed his wrist. "You can do whatever you want. Just don't involve the innocent."“Innocent?”He lowered his head and looked at where she was holding him, yet there were no emotions behind those eyes. "In my eyes, Roger isn’t innocent."Suddenly, he placed his hand on the back of her hand.Stella’s eyes trembled, anticipating his next move. However, Weston pulled her hand off a
Weston didn't seem to think she would act like this and was slightly surprised.But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he continued to look at her, curious to see what she would do next.Stella’s movements were prolonged, and she seemed to be a little hesitant.She glanced in the direction outside the cabin, worried that those people would come in.Seemingly seeing her thoughts, He said casually, “Without my orders, they won’t come in.”She pursed her lips for a while and continued what she was doing.She put her hand on the buckle of the man’s belt; the metallic sheen reflecting the horrible state her face was in.The well-tailored trousers wrapped around his long legs with smooth muscle lines. Stella knew what the beast looked like under the trousers and that this position would weaken her.Weston fixed his gaze on her without saying a word.With occasional pauses, she unfastened his belt awkwardly.She had done it before, but her movements were clumsy and jerky.Appa
Along the way, throngs of reporters had holed themselves up in various spots, waiting to pounce on the couple."Mr. Ford, will the wedding continue?""Who are you marrying? Ella or Guinevere?"“Who’s the woman in your arms?”Another reporter came up, asking, "Are you holding Ms. Ella?""A correspondent saw Guinevere wearing a wedding dress, waiting in the auditorium. May I ask which woman you’re supposed to marry?""Some from the inner circle have revealed that on the wedding invitation, Ms. Ella’s name was written. So why did Ms. Guinevere appear in the auditorium wearing a wedding dress?"At the barrage of interrogative questions, Stella’s eyes quickly darkened.She never regretted running away.Even if she didn't run away, she would’ve faced such humiliation anyway.When Weston agreed that Guinevere would come to the wedding, she should have expected such a scene.Waiting for him in the auditorium wearing a wedding dress?It was ridiculous to think about it.At this tim
Stella was stunned for a moment.She sat in front of the mirror and blushed.“You…”She quickly took out a few tissues and wiped off the marks on the corners of her mouth. "Why didn't you say anything?"She had had the thing on her face from the cabin to the wedding ceremony.Weston glanced at her lightly. "Why did you think I covered you with a coat?"Stella threw the tissue away and drew a few new ones. "You should remind me..."He stood before her, bent down, took the wet tissue in her hand, and lifted her chin. "Don't move."She could only raise her face and let him wipe it.It was finally wiped off, but a lingering musk seemed to remain on her.It was a mix of faint hymenanthera and a fishy smell."I’ll get the makeup artist to touch up my face a little..."She narrowed her brows and wanted to stand up but was pushed back by Weston. "Let her come in and do it for you."...At the wedding ceremony.Guinevere was blocked at the door.She looked at the guests inside
The name sounded offensive.Ben frowned. "Mr. Ford is at the wedding with his wife. I will handle these small matters.""What a good dog, very loyal!"Warren spoke without the slightest sympathy, and his crutch rattled on the ground. "Don't you forget who owns the company now? I haven't died, nor have I abdicated yet. How dare you disobey me?!”Ben lowered his head but had no intention of retreating, standing firmly in front of him.Warren was on the edge of losing his patience as he shouted, “Move!”"Sorry, Chairman, you can go in, but she can't."Adamant about not letting Guinevere in, Ben gave him no room for negotiation. "This is Mr. Ford’s order!"He was at fault for letting Guinevere appear at the wedding.If he couldn’t even accomplish the task that Weston gave him, his title as the chief assistant would might as well become invalid....Thanks to the backup plan, the wedding was able to continue.Stella’s wedding dress had been given to her body double, so she natur
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