Sensing the tightening grip around her waist, Stella added, "But it’s fine.We just won’t invite him then."
"Don’t invite him?" Weston suddenly let go of her.
"Mm-hmm," Stella nodded.
Looking into his eyes, she said, "If he’s adamant in disapproving of our marriage, then we’ll just not
invite him to the wedding.He might cause some trouble if he attends, so I think it’s best we send him
back abroad, where he’ll focus on his studies."
"…are you sure?"
Weston’s brows furrowed gently He knew better than anyone else how devoted the two siblings were to
each other.
Sure, they might not be blood-related, but he acutely sensed Roger’s passionate feelings… feelings
that might indicate more than brotherly love.
Nevertheless, based on what he knew about Stella, Roger was still the most important person in her
life.
"We will get married come what may," Stella assured him with a smile.
"What’s important right now is that he’s safe and sound.I’m not worried about the rest.I don’t want our
moment of happiness to be ruined just because he…"
Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into his arms in a tight embrace.He hugged her so
fiercely that she felt like her ribs were being crushed.
Stella’s eyes flickered.Her expression turned cold and stony when her face was hidden from his view.
Though she still wrapped her arms around him.She would never let him figure out that she and Roger
were not biologically related, much less tell him that Roger had..feelings for her.
Weston was a possessive man as it was, and if he ever found out the truth about Roger, Stella
shuddered to think what he could do to him.
The best course of action right now, therefore, was to send Roger away.
As long as he could live a somewhat healthy and normal life abroad, Stella was content and dared not
ask for much else.
"I hear your wedding dress is ready." Weston told her stiffly when he finally let go of her.
"When are you going to try it out?" he asked, running his hand through her hair.
"Didn’t you say it’s going to be a simple wedding?" Stella frowned.
"Yes." He pinched her nose.
"It will be a simple wedding, but it still shouldn’t lack anything that a wedding needs."
Weston then sent her off to the car so she could try on the wedding dress while he himself headed
toward Roger’s ward.
Roger had just pushed the blanket aside and was trying to get out of bed when he heard the door
open.
His instant hunch was that it was Stella who had returned again, so he sulkily muttered, "Didn’t you say
you don’t want to see me anymore?"
"She does indeed not want to see you right now."
It was Weston’s voice.His tall figure strode into the room shortly afterward.
"I heard you plan on skipping my wedding," he stated.
Roger straightened up his posture and turned around to face the man.
"So it’s you."
Weston walked up to Roger and placed the invitation card on the bedside table.
"You are my fiance’s brother," he said, "so I owe you the courtesy of inviting you to our wedding, though
it’ll be up to you whether or not you decide to attend."
"Don’t worry," Roger sneered.
"I will absolutely not attend. There’s no need for you to act all smug and cocky here, either. It’s just a
wedding, after all. Nowadays, people get divorced all the time anyway "Besides… you both have
already gotten divorced once, haven’t you?"
When Roger saw Weston’s face darkening, his heart was momentarily filled with the joy of revenge.
It was all short-lived, however, because Weston’s expressions reverted to their initial nonchalance in no
time.
"I can assure you that that will be our last divorce," he said.
He tapped his finger on the invitation card on the table and added,"
Even if you don’t get to see our wedding, I will make sure that you’ll see a detailed recording of it."
Blood drained from Roger’s face.
A sharp pain spread from his heart to the rest of his body.
"So what if you marry her again?!" he persisted, "I’m still the man who has always been by her side and
will always be by her side for the rest of her life!"
He clenched his teeth and continued, "Who knows what will happen in the future? There’s no
guarantee that your marriage will last forever! But I’m different! I will always be with her, and that is an
undeniable fact!"
Weston burst into laughter in Roger’s face.His laugh was full of contempt, as though he pitied Roger for
not knowing his own worth.He then walked up to Roger and patted his shoulder.
"Stella is mine," he declared, his voice ruthless.
"That is the real, undeniable fact.A fact that no one dares to question."
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