โYes.โWeston replied and let her go. โDo you want to eat anything?โโJust wash an apple for me.โWeston 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. โYou know how to do these things?โโNot everyone gets to enjoy such a service,โ Weston said. โYou are first.โStellaโs 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.โI just heard from Grandfather that the Cohens have been looking for herโฆ Would it be difficult for you?โShe 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.ใใ......Inside the office.The doctor was in a dilemma. "With Ms. Ellaโs condition, it is difficult for her to get pregnant again. She has HH-type blood, and if the first child wasnโt saved, the second child would likely have hemolysis, which is deadly for both the pregnant mother and the child."โAre there no other ways?โ"Itโll 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!!!"โYes. But Ms. Ellaโs condition is too special soโฆโWeston scrunched his eyebrows hard and let out a breath. "How long?"โWhat?โโHow long can she hold on?โโAbout an hour.โ"One hour?" Ben frowned. "How is that possible? Even if we can find a donor, we canโt 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!โHer 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 wouldnโt let her go, even when h
Westonโs voice was sharp and icy, like the voice of the devil.Guinevereโs 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."โHow could you do this to me!โShe 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 sheโs just a substitute. If she is gone, I can still find someone
When Stella woke up, it was already very late.ใใShe 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 Benโs voice at the ward entrance.โMr. Ford, mission accomplishedโฆ.โStella 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 Benโs voice fell, Stellaโs pupils trembled violentlyโShe 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 didnโt 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 Guinevereโs room.She stared blankly at the suitcases that people had brought in. "...is everything packed?"โEverythingโs all packed, Miss!โMrs. 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, โI want Joanโs soup.โWestonโs movements paused as he touched her forehead, seemingly moved.After a while, he chuckled lightly. "Okay, Iโll let her bring it to you."Stella lay on his arms obediently. "How long did I sleep this time?"โA long time.โ He lowered his head to kiss her hair. โBut itโs okay because I will wait for you to wake up.โWhen she buried her face in his arms, Stellaโs 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.ใใ......Jo
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.โAre you okay?โ 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, โWho am I, Stella?โBut Stellaโs mind was occupied with her primal urges. She ignored his question and grabbed his shirt collar, saying, โLetโs do itโฆโ The sight of her filled Weston with a desire to just give
Weston paused, then simply replied, โOkay.โWhen he saw her changing into a pair of high heels, he followed her around and asked, โWhere are you going?โโOh, to a private concert.โThen she added, โIf youโre going to spend the night here tonight, then please take care of Elias and Emma. But if you have to leave, Iโll ask Roger to come over instead.โโDonโt worry,โ he said. โJust go out and enjoy yourself. Iโll be at home and take good care of the kids.โStella 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
Stellaโs 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. โI have no intention to stand in your way,โ he told Stella. โI was only worried about Elias and Emma. Since theyโre also here, I think you need to take their feelings into consideration.โThe 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, โIโm only here to see the kids, so both of you can go ahead with your date.โStella said nothing and just took Haydenโs hand and left.When they got downstairs, Hayden glanced at her and asked, โAre you sure you want to just leave him like that?โโI donโt know,โ Stella massaged the point between her brows. โIโm not sure wh
Hayden Quirk arrived half an hour earlier than Stella did on their first date.โYouโre much earlier than I expected,โ 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.โThe traffic is terrible today,โ she said.โDonโt worry about it,โ Hayden said, handing her the menu. โMr. Ford expected me to wait for you for at least an hour.โโI seriously donโt know what you guys are up to,โ she grumbled, exasperated, โbut I hope it will at least be over soon. Just donโt drag it out and cause me any trouble.โShe 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.โDid you think this is all just a joke?โ he asked.โWhat else could it be?โโI am serious about this,โ he told her, his voice suddenly turning grave. โSince even Mr. Ford agreed that we s
Weston raised his eyebrows at Benโs words. โBut heโs divorced. He has an ex-wife.โโWhatโs wrong with having an ex-wife?โBen found Westonโs comment strange. โThis 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. Itโs normal that a man like him has been married beforeโฆ Besides, hasnโt Ms. Sealey been married before herself? She even has two children.โWestonโs expression turned cold at once. โAre you discriminating against her?โโIโm not.โWeston said, โOr do you think she can only find a divorced man for her second marriage?โBen panicked. โI wouldnโt dare!โWith Westonโs ridiculous amount of nitpicking, they could find no one that would match Stella.Hayden sat beside and quietly reviewed Westonโs latest psychological health report. As he turned the page, he suddenly said, โIโm actually a little interested in Ms. Sealey.โHayden 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, โDonโt be angry. That man is unreliable.โStella propped her chin in her palm. โAnd what does that have to do with you?โWeston pursed his lips, setting his jaw in a tight line. He said, โIโve promised to stop pestering you. Itโll be a promise. Iโm fine with seeing you with another man, but at least find someone who makes me feel at ease.โโWhy do I need your approval when Iโm just looking for a date?โ Stella found his words funny. โYouโre just my ex-husband. Donโt you think you care too much?โWeston rubbed his brow, and his voice suddenly went cold. โIf you donโt want me to keep pestering you like I just did, maybe you should listen to me.โStella questioned, โAre you threatening me?โโNo. Iโm suggesting.โStella 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 Westonโs sudden appearance. He took a step back and quickly steadied himself before greeting Weston, โMr. Ford.โHe still had the same calm and gentle look. โIโm sending Miss Cicily back.โโI know. Donโt ever show up in front of her again,โ Weston told him. โYou donโt have to send her back. Stay away from her.โIt would be a little inappropriate for the man to act a fool at Westonโs straightforwardness, so he tugged at his collar and asked Weston with a polite smile, โMr. Ford, you should give me a reason, shouldnโt you? Iโm having a good time with Miss Cicily.โโYouโre the one who thinks sheโs 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, โIโm sure Roger has already told you about my situation.โโI know.โThe man looked at her gently and set the coffee in front of her. He said to her, โIโm very interested in you. I think weโre 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