Stella thought that he was really a man which no woman could resist.
If he was serious, no one would’ve fallen for his eyes.
But why was she not feeling anything? In fact, all that was left in her heart was a little trembling pain.
She shut her eyes and let the man ravage her lips.
It wasn’t until when the corner of her lips was bitten and she felt a tingling pain that she saw Weston
opening his eyes, looking at her unhappily. “You can’t even concentrate on the kiss, huh?”
Stella grabbed his arms and took a deep breath before saying, “I am hungry.” Sure enough, the man’s
eyes changed, and he seemed a little helpless. Then, he sighed beside her neck and rubbed her head.
“Let’s eat.” This was the first time she was willing to cook for him since the reunion So, he would
naturally give way to her. Besides, her cooking was very good… at least it suited his taste. She paused
but still served some food on his plate. “Do you like this?” she asked. He looked at her with great
intensity and suddenly put down the cutlery. “Say it. What’s the matter?
She was stunned.
Perhaps he must have felt that her intention was a bit obvious. So, she decided not to beat around the
bush anymore and said directly, “Before I get a new job, can I live with Roger for a while?
“No,” he rebuked directly. Stella knew that he would disagree, but didn’t expect him to be so
straightforward. She was in a daze for a while, before she put down the cutlery and said gloomily,
“Okay.” She stood up and abruptly, the chair noisily dragging on the floor as it was pushed back His
face changed. “Where are you going?” “I’ll go to the room.” He rubbed his eyebrows and was
exasperated by her. “You made such a big deal today, just for this? Now that you’re not satisfied, you’re
giving me the look?”
Stella stood still and turned her head around, forcing a smile at him. “I am not.”
She knew that if she wanted to live a good life in the future, she could only please him. Weston said
nothing. Suddenly, he gestured to her. “Come here.”
She refused to move.
He frowned. “Do you want me to come over and pick you up?”
Only then did she reluctantly walk to him. The next second, she was tugged by him and fell into his
arms She was pinned onto his left thigh, not allowed to move around. He tilted her chin and shook her
head lightly. “You don’t even have a bite after making a feast. Are you trying to piss me off?”
She said, “I have no appetite.”
“Is it because you don’t have an appetite for me, or you don’t have an appetite for the food?”
Her eyes flickered and looked away suddenly. “I have no appetite for either.”
She thought he would be angry, but heard his chuckle instead. Then, she felt a stinging pain in the
corner of her mouth.
Stella hissed angrily and pushed him away instinctively
But the man only tightened his grip. With their foreheads pressing against each other’s, he said with a
deep voice, “Since when did you grow a temper?” She took a deep breath to make her voice sound
calm. “I never did. Let me go first.”
“What can you do if I don’t? It’s a shame I was happy just now.” He pinched her face and made her
look into his eyes. “So you are doing this for a purpose?”
“Didn’t I fail to achieve my purpose?”
She looked straight into his eyes and said, “You did not grant me my wish anyway. Let’s pretend this is
made for you.”
“You’re good at being coquettish.” Weston was going to be exasperated by her. “Just pretend that it is
made for me What do you take me for? What kind of person am I? Do you think you can settle it with
just a meal?”
“What do you want then?”
“What do I want? I am sure you know.” He moved his hands down slowly. “You have been starving me.”
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