The manager became even more devoted to Weston as they left, nodding and smiling at everything he
said. It was an attitude that disgusted Stella, and she couldn’t help but stare.
“What are you looking at?” Weston placed his hand on her head and turned her to face him.
She didn’t say a word. “Nothing. I just feel that you seem to have a good relationship with everyone,”
she said calmly after a while.
She didn’t know which part of her words was funny because he suddenly let out a chuckle.
The laugh sounded as if it came from inside his soul, as if it were genuine.
“Would you believe that it’s because of our good chemistry?” he teased as he stared at her like she
was an immature kid.
Stella could always bring him unexpected feelings.
She was realistic at times, knowing that she could only live in this world with money and power. She
was like a naïve kid living in her own universe at times, believing that human connections were as easy
as she imagined.
She was always filled with juxtaposition, yet these strange characteristics grew so natural to her.
She understood why he laughed and turned her head in embarrassment. “I didn’t mean that…”
Of course, she was aware that people like Weston would always be served, no matter where they
went. “It’s just that… Never mind.”
She shook her head and didn’t want to speak further. When they left, she purposely stopped and
looked at those people. Weston was a low-key man. He seldom did interviews, but he had a reputation
and was well liked in the circle.
Basically, anyone well-versed in the economy or did business should have heard of his name,
especially since Guinevere was his fiance now.
In the entertainment industry, everyone knew who Guinevere was. Those who hadn’t heard of her
would have seen her poster on billboards.
Hence, Stella was sure certain about what the guests in the restaurant would think about her –
Weston’s mistress, a homewrecker, and a shameless gold digger. All the labels that she used to hate
were now used on her, one by one. All of this was in no thanks to the man beside her. She had never
felt so thoroughly disheartened. The guy she used to love gave her hope and then took it away.
He should have let her down earlier, so she wouldn’t have had to endure all of this heartbreak and
sorrow.
The car moved slowly. She thought he would bring her to Golden Eve Apartment, but the car stopped
at Stardust Mansion.
Her memories were triggered by the road-when she and Weston were married, she would often stroll
along it.
The car stopped right in front of the mansion. Stella gazed outside and asked, “You haven’t sold it
yet?”
He gave her money after they divorced. Then she was abducted and pushed over the roof, but
fortunately, she survived. He didn’t give her much choice, though, he allowed her to enjoy life with
Roger in another city. He gave her more money to pay Roger’s medical bills and live on for the rest of
their lives.
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