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Chapter 1188
Stella’s tone was gentle. She sounded as if she was completely aware of her own hurtful words. Perhaps it was her indifference that cut Weston even deeper.
Weston pulled her away to observe her expression from above. Stella’s usually clear eyes seemed a little obscure.
She had a smile in her eyes, but she was not smiling.
Weston could no longer read her real emotions hidden deep inside. All he could see was just a bubble of illusion.
“Stella…” Weston squeezed her shoulder and tightened his grip slowly. “I know you’re saying that on purpose…
“Mr. Ford, you’re overthinking it.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe smile on Stella’s face instantly faded. Stella looked at Weston steadily and cut him off, “Why do I have to say that deliberately? I
have a boyfriend. Besides, it has been three years. Do you really think I should keep my chastity for you?”
Stella had no idea which word hurt him more.
Weston’s eyes changed at once. He clasped her wrist, You’re my wife. You’re Mrs. Ford. You may have a boyfriend, but it’s best to get rid of him soon.
Stella’s face changed. She shook off his hand with a frown. “Who do you think you are? Aren’t you the one who forced me to divorce you four years ago? Who made me sign th
“I didn’t know how I felt about you then.”
Weston suddenly looked a little sad. He gradually
tightened the force on his hand and explained, “After the divorce, I realized how important you were to me. It was a strange feeling. I couldn’t do anything but
imprison you by my side…”
“Enough.” Stella interrupted him impatiently. The last thing she wanted to do was to listen to his explanation.
“You’re just sad for losing what you used to have. If you had sympathy for me, it wouldn’t have come to this…”
“Weston, you’ve hurt me all over before. It’s time for you to learn how to let go.”
Stella looked straight into his eyes. Her pupils seemed darker than her hair color. She said slowly and coldly, From now on, please stop haunting me again. It’s really annoying.”
Meanwhile, Daisy had been drinking herself into a stupor in the private room.
Ben’s earlier words served as a reminder to her. What was the point of her working so hard? She was good at her job but not irreplaceable.
She worked so hard for Weston, but so what?
Weston was able to take things into his hands and complete them within minutes. He would not be moved by her efforts.
If so, why bother working so hard?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDaisy had gone to so much trouble and followed Weston around for three years. However, she was incomparable to the woman’s short presence.
“Miss Daisy, why are you drinking alone here?”
A supplier came over and sat next to her. He rubbed her arm lewdly. “Isn’t it boring to drink alone? Shall I join you?”
Daisy frowned in disgust. “No, thanks.”
After that, she pulled out the jacket that was pressed against him and stumbled to her feet. In actual fact, she was trying to get to Weston.
The man, however, yanked her hand and pulled her back. He made her sit in his arms and stroke her chin with a teasing smile. “You’d
do anything to get a deal, wouldn’t you? So why aren’t you willing to drink with me?!”
Daisy’s face immediately turned unpleasant. She had no idea that her determination to do anything for Weston would become a casual and lowly open invitation to just
anyone.
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