She lowered her head and saw a head buried in front of her, gnawing at something intently.
Stella shut her eyes, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and tightened her grasp slowly.
Besides the noises of water, there was a mix of other noises from the bathroom.
Only after some time had passed did they gradually stop. Joan was initially cooking in the kitchen, but
the noises coming from the bathroom were too loud. After serving the dishes, she quickly returned to
her room with a red face.
In the bathroom.
When Stella was carried out from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, she was a little anxious. Even with
no strength left, she still instructed Weston, “Take me to get dressed first…”
She didn’t want Joan to see her like that.
“Don’t worry. She’s back in her room. No one would see you.”
Hearing this, she was relieved
He carried her to the dining room, sat down, and let her lean against his arms. , Stella struggled to sit
up but was held down by him. “Why are you moving around?” She glanced at him and answered, “To
eat.”
“Do you still have the strength?” The man teased.
She had no strength indeed; even her wrists were sore.
But after floundering for so long, she was a little hungry.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. “I’ll feed you.”
As he spoke, he fed her.
This wasn’t the first time Weston had fed her. When she was sick before, he had also fed her soup.
But now that she was conscious, she felt a little weird, and after taking a few sips, she interrupted him
and said, “I’ll do it myself.”
She was perfectly fine to feed herself. Being fed like this by him made her feel like she was his
daughter.
Weston frowned and ordered, “Open your mouth.” Since she couldn’t fight him, she could only finish
the meal awkwardly.
Seeing that she was done, he put down the bowl contentedly, picked up a tissue, and wiped the corner
of her mouth.
Stella pursed her lips and asked, “Can you let me down now?”
He didn’t say a word but rubbed the corner of her mouth and suddenly said, “I have some things to deal
with in a few days, and maybe I won’t come back. So you have to stay at home alone and be good.”
She was stunned for a moment and remembered Guinevere’s invitation to her son’s birthday banquet.”
Okay,” she answered . An indescribable feeling washed over her when she found out Weston would
attend it.
He was a little dissatisfied with her response. “You seem to not want me to come back.”
“Who says…” She buried her head in his arms to hide her face.
He caressed her hair and kissed her head. “I’ll come back after I’ve dealt with things, and we’ll go out to
have some fun.”
He seemed to be negotiating with her and even offered compensation.
Stella clenched the hem of his bathrobe and suddenly asked, “Are you going on a business trip? What
are you going to do there? Why will you be gone for so long?”
The man’s eyes flickered as he thought she didn’t want
him to leave , and his actions became gentler. “I have a job, but I won’t be there for a long time. I’ll
come back after I’ve dealt with it.”
When she heard this, Stella’s expression didn’t change much, but she sneered in her heart with irony.
He could’ve just said that he was attending his son’s birthday. Did he think that she was stupid?
She didn’t expose his lies but merely nodded. “Just come back quickly.”
“Okay.”
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