Stella‘s eyes were red and teary. Even so, Weston continued to kiss her hard. He had no intention of
letting her go.
While she gasped for breath, she looked at his handsome face so close to hers. Suddenly, she muttered
softly, “Then, from now on... You can‘t get too close to other women either.”
Weston paused his kiss for a moment. He pressed his thumb heavily against her lips and rubbed them
slowly.
“What did you say?” he asked as if to confirm something.
Stella looked at him with steady eyes and repeated herself. “I said, don‘t get too close to other women in
the future either.”
Weston said nothing. He suddenly stood up and looked down at her, “The way you‘re putting it... makes
you sound jealous.”
Stella looked straight back at him. “Can‘t I be jealous?”
“You can.”
Weston picked her up and sat her on top of him. “I thought it‘d take you a long time before you finally get
jealous.”
Stella had always understood him like no one else could, particularly when he was still engaged to
Guinevere. She even told him to be with Guinevere instead.
She would never throw tantrums or make strange requests of him. She knew about Bella, but she never
asked any questions and focused on acting as his obedient doll.
Stella put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She resigned herself and said, “I was just your
secret lover with no name. She‘s your fiancee . Everyone knows that. Who am I to demand anything
from you?” Weston suddenly increased force and tightened his grip on her back. “I remember telling you
that you could ask for anything you wanted,” he rasped.
“Maybe I‘m just petty. I thought I had no right to say anything in that situation.”
Weston sighed and tipped her face. He brushed her hair gently.” Now, everyone knows that you‘re my
woman.”
Weston felt slightly regretful. Perhaps he should have made this decision earlier. If he had figured out
what he wanted earlier, he would not have wasted so much time when he was with Stella.
Stella suddenly thought about something and said, “Actually, I‘m still a little worried...”
“About what?”
“Men like you probably prefer a generous and understanding woman.
“Do I have the tendency to look like someone with strong jealousy?” she continued.
Weston chuckled and kissed the edge of her lips. “Don‘t worry about that. Just be yourself.”
Stella quietly let out a sigh of relief. She knew that the best way to deal with Weston was with submission
and tears, and that
he‘d let the Caspian incident slide, but she could not keep using the same trick forever.
Earlier, she acted like she was possessive of him, and Weston seemed to like it a lot.
Weston picked her up. He helped her change her shoes in the foyer, then carried her into the bedroom
with long strides.
Stella was a little nervous. “I‘m a little tired today...”
“You don‘t have to do anything,” Weston interrupted her with a low voice and put her down on the bed.
He rubbed his fingers over her lower lip. “Did you just tell your friend that I‘m good in bed?”
A chill went down Stella‘s spine. It had completely slipped out of her mind
She could barely convince him to stop caring about Caspian‘s incident when a new dilemma struck her.
She stammered, “It‘s just a private joke. I didn‘t know you were there...”
Weston chuckled softly and ruffled her hair to reveal her face.
“It doesn‘t matter. Since you said that, I shouldn‘t let you down.”
Stella tried to relax, but her body remained tense. After Weston had found out about her medication, she
stopped taking it. Weston hadn‘t touched her ever since.
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