Yet, it worked like a charm with Lucas. He pinched her chin and kissed her lips. “As you wish...”
“Dr. Quirk, we’re in a car right now.”
“Then let‘s keep it down unless you want the driver to hear us.”
He released her and covered her mouth with his palm while his other hand roamed southward on her
body.
A while later, Yvonne‘s body was all tensed up.
She tilted her head up, tears welling up in her ears as her body trembled, so overwhelmed that she
couldn‘t speak.
A low, hoarse voice came from below her.
“Since you claim that I‘m very diligent in the bedroom, I can‘t let you down, can I?”
Yvonne‘s face flushed as she remained silent.
Weston had driven over by himself.
Stella sat on the front passenger seat and subconsciously turned to look at his side profile.
His face was expressionless as how it usually was.
If it weren‘t for Ben‘s heads–up, Stella wouldn‘t have been able to tell what was wrong.
The car drove on past a couple of junctions.
Throughout the journey, Weston did not intend to be the first to speak, so Stella had no choice but to be
the first to ask.
“How did you know that I was there?”
“I have people keeping track of your schedule.”
Stella nodded. “I‘ve known Yvonne since long ago...”
“I know.”
Stella suddenly didn‘t know what else to say.
She didn‘t find it appropriate to claim outright that there was nothing between Caspian and her when
Weston didn‘t even ask. It would make her appear defensive, especially if Weston didn‘t really care much
about it.
Both of them fell silent.
A while later, Stella noticed that Weston was driving them back home.
“Where are we headed to?” she asked.
Weston remained silent.
He finally stopped the car in front of a supermarket.
“Are we buying something from the supermarket?”
He turned to glance at her without a word.
Then, a while later, he finally opened his mouth. “Did you forget what day it is today?”
“What day is it?” Stella asked cautiously.
Weston‘s face instantly became dark at her question. He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel
but didn‘t answer.
She waited with bated breath, wondering if she had forgotten an important occasion today,
Was it his birthday?
That wasn‘t right
It wasn‘t his birthday today, from what she remembered.
When they were married, Stella wanted to throw him a proper celebration for his birthday, but her
intentions were met with Weston‘s cold response. He simply remarked that he didn‘t have the habit of
celebrating his birthday.
That day, she waited for him at home until the wee hours of the morning, but he never returned home.
Not long later, he suddenly asked for a divorce..
Subsequently, she met Guinevere , who claimed that she was pregnant with Weston‘s child.
The past was cruel.
Those memories of the past made Stella unable to face Weston calmly and rationally.
She could only force herself not to think back on the painful past.
But she truly could not remember what today was supposed to be.
Both of them got out of the car and entered the supermarket,
This was a large, membership–based supermarket, and only a few ladies were shopping inside.
Since Weston remained determinedly silent, Stella decided not to explain any further and simply stayed
by his side as they browsed the shelves.
The two were currently staying in the apartment, and although the place was well–equipped, there were
always trivial items that they lacked.
As Stella browsed through some daily essentials, she noticed Weston standing at the cashier looking at
something.
She grabbed the items she needed and walked toward him. “I‘m done...”
She had just spoken when she realized what he was looking at, which made her face flush red.
It was an entire shelf of condoms.
Hasn‘t he always been ... why was he suddenly looking at this?
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