At the feel of her hand touching his body, Weston forcefully suppressed his urge.
“Don‘t cry later.”
He uttered the three words coldly, a stark warning of what he was about to do.
Stella rested her head on his shoulder and suddenly behaved herself.
Before Weston could figure out why she suddenly became so well–behaved, he heard Stella whisper in
his ear with urgency.
“I am so sick that I feel like throwing up...”
Without saying anything, his face suddenly turned dark. “Don‘t you dare!”
“Ugh...”
She was shoved directly into the bathtub.
Splash Buckets of water splashed everywhere. His movements were not at all as gentle as before.
Being that drunk, it was unsurprising that Stella would choke on water.
“Cough...”
He wanted to get up to get her the bathing utensils at first but could only fish her out of the bathtub
again.
“You are such a troublesome thing.”
She spat out a mouthful of water and tugged at the collar of her dress with some discomfort.
“I feel so hot...”
“You won‘t once you sober up.”
He then helped her undress.
“Put your hands up.”
Stella raised her hands obediently.
Seeing her in her extra–submissive state, his originally sullen face could only helplessly smile.
There was really nothing he could do about her.
After washing her up, he tucked her in.
She frowned at him, seemingly dissatisfied with the strength he was exerting. “Be gentle...”
Weston was speechless.
The man‘s eyes wavered as a storm began to brew in them.
He suddenly lifted her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.” Do you have any idea what you‘ve done
today?” Stella tilted her head and looked at him. “What have I done?”
She seemed to be asking him sincerely.
The pair of eyes were innocently doing a seductive thing.
He pinched her chin harder. “Why would you want to go to a place like that?”
She paused for a moment.
She thought for a while and said honestly, “Yvonne said she wanted to enrich our life experiences.”
The man knitted his brows. “There‘s nothing good that can be learned from such a place.”
“Why can‘t I go there?”
Although she was drunk, her mind was still very clear. “Why can‘t we go to such places when men can
go to Lowe Garden?”
He paused for a moment and suddenly laughed angrily at her.“ Do you know what kind of a place Lowe
Garden is?”
“Yes, I do.”
Stella nodded and suddenly frowned again with a disapproving face. “I also know that you did some bad
things there...”
“What bad things ?” He raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
She poked him on his chest and pouted.
“I knew everything about that woman called Belle!”
“I thought you said you didn‘t mind?”
“Humph!” Stella pouted and stopped talking.
She turned her back to him. Her back was telling him that she did mind.
He pinched her face. “I thought you really didn‘t mind.”
She seemed to be sulking.
The man chuckled and took her into his arms from behind.” Idiot.”
“Why are you cursing me?”
She glared at him. “It‘s you who are not virtuous, but you actually scold me!”
He pinched her nose. “What kind of nonsense have you learned from Yvonne?”
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