“Just take the pain I give you, and you shall suffer no unnecessary pain.” Weston suddenly leaned
down and looked at her almost tenderly. He kissed the corner of her lips and then slowly moved toward
the wound below her lips and licked it.
Stella’s body tensed up, and her face was full of unconcealed hatred. He acted as if he didn’t see it and
stroked her cheek with the back of his palm. He stopped beside her ear and started rubbing her ears
with his fingertips gently. “There is nothing wrong with a little pain. At least it means that I’m giving you
a deep feeling. Remember this pain and never forget it.”
He seemed to know that his image was irreversible in Stella’s heart. So each and every word he said
was aimed right on her sore point.
Her eyes had long been red, her despair beyond words.
With an indifferent tone, she said, “The only thing that I regret the most is that I once loved you. Now it
seems that all that so-called tolerance and mercy in the past is just a weapon you used to humiliate
and trample on me.”
Her tone was so calm that it did not show any anger. However, it managed to enrage the man in front of
her.
“I don’t want to use those tactics on you, so you’d better not piss me off. Today shall be the last time.
Break up with Justin. Don’t wait for me to take action. I believe it will be safer for you to take the
initiative to break up with him than for me to make him do so.”
He sucked the last drop of her blood on her lips. “I am going to Ahn City for a few days. I hope you can
use this time to settle the matter.”
Upon that, he raised his hand, patted her head, and left.
It was not until the elongated shadow of the man disappeared that Stella suddenly lost all of her energy
and leaned against the wall behind her, going limp. She hugged her knees, not knowing what to do for
the first time. What the hell should she do to escape this man’s grasp?
***
The next day, when Stella went for work in the training center, her under eyes were noticeably dark.
When Yvonne saw her, she said, “You…”
Without finishing her sentence, she changed her mind. “Forget it.”
Apart from the first time they met, they basically did not talk to each other.
Even the other colleagues sensed something not right going between ther, thinking that they had had
an argument.
Some did ask Stella what had happened, but what could she say? She simply shook her head and
focused on her class.
Yvonne was the owner of this place. She used to take classes with Stella for fun, but now that she had
arrived in Fern City, she didn’t take any class anymore herself. Every time she passed by Stella’s
classroom, she subconsciously slowed down, wanting to say something to her, but she didn’t think she
should care so much. Although she didn’t like Guinevere, she didn’t like a third wheel as well. Lucas
was right. She should not care too much about Ella. The friendliness Stella showed might just be an
illusion; Yvonne might not know who she really was at heart.
Hence, Yvonne took a deep breath and left.
But before she went far, Stella happened to finish her lesson and came out of the class. Yvonne
paused in her steps and greeted Stella. Then, she immediately retracted her gaze. She was obviously
the boss, but she was acting like the person who did something wrong. “You’re done with your class?”
Stella nodded. “Yes.”
She knew Yvonne did not like her, so she didn’t say much. With her head lowered, Stella wanted to
leave. Out of impulse, Yvonne suddenly called out to her. “Wait. Can we talk?”
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