“Weston! Let go of Ella!” He was a man so he naturally knew what Weston was thinking.
Weston would most likely do something to Stella in such a circumstance.
At this moment, Justin’s face had darkened entirely. He caught sight of the fire extinguisher hanging on
the wall and, without thinking, grabbed it and slammed it against the door.
The deafening pound drew a lot of attention, prompting one of the waiters to run over. “Hello sir. Having
any problems? Please calm down, there are still guests in the private rooms…”
“Go away!” Justin pushed her aside, still slamming the fire extinguisher on the door.
The force propelled the waitress backward and she hit the wall before falling to the floor.
“Manager, there’s a guest causing a ruckus,” she remarked, pulling out her walkie-talkie.” Call security!”
“Do you hear what’s happening outside?” Inside the room, Weston was as calm as ever, as though he
didn’t care about the cacophony that rumbled outside.
He held Stella’s chin in his hand and whispered by her ear. “Tell him to go away. Or do you want
everyone to see you in this state?”
Lying on the floor weakly, her clothes were a mess, and her eyes were dull.
It seemed that no matter what happened next, it would no longer startle her.
He didn’t enjoy seeing her like this, and his grip tightened. “Say something.” She just turned to face him
after that. Her sad eyes were like glass beads. Suddenly, she burst out laughing and glared at him as
she ripped her clothes off. Weston was stunned for a while. “What are you doing?” he exclaimed.
“Don’t you want everyone to see me in this condition?” she chuckled, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Don’t you want everyone to believe I’m your secret lover? Don’t you want to destroy all of my dignity?
You want to watch me fall, don’t you? I’m just doing what you desire.” As she spoke, she threw the
clothes on the floor.
She didn’t stop right there, as her hand went on to tear her skirt.
Weston’s face darkened when he saw this. His eyes turned steely as he grabbed her by the hand.
“What are you doing?!” “Isn’t this what you want? Let everyone watch how I shamelessly pleasure you!”
She was laughing as she stripped herself down. She seemed to have gone utterly insane, and it
was all no thanks to him.
He shut his eyes tightly and seeing the door about to burst open, he clenched his teeth and growled,
“Put on your clothes.”.
Instead of moving, she stared at him without a sliver of emotion in her eyes.
A few seconds later, the people outside would barge in and see her like this. When that happened, she
would become the laughingstock of the world. As for Weston, people would only say that he was too
charming and none of this would be his fault.
Rumors could make or break a woman, and Weston feared that she would be hated and be called all
sorts of names.
Without much thought, he took his jacket off and draped it on her. “Wear it.”
Stella was about to resist but he pulled her into his embrace.
“Stop moving!” He clasped her back and ordered in her ear.
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