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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1291
Stella sat on the sofa and listened to the radio station.
Since she could not see, she had gotten hooked on the radio and considered it quite interesting.
Joan suddenly called. “I am very sorry, Mrs. Ford. There is a situation here. I got into an accident and might come back a little late.”
Stella frowned instantly and sat up. “Are you alright?”
“I am fine. It’s just that the police are here, and I may be delayed. But I have to go back and cook. What should I do?”
Stella could hear the uneasiness in her voice and said to her, “It’s alright. Take your time. Don’t rush. Your safety is the most important.”
She continued, “There is still some food in the fridge. I can make a simple meal myself.”
Joan was still a little troubled. “You purposely hire me to care for you, but I keep making mistakes…”
Stella comforted her. “It’s not your fault. It was an accident, and it had nothing to do with you. Just
cooperate with the police. It’s okay.”
After that, Stella hung up the phone and heard the sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the guestroom.
Then, a tall figure stood beside her. She could sense the man’s finger tapping on the screen before the familiar mechanical voice entered her ears.
Is Joan not coming home tonight?
She nodded but later found it odd. “Isn’t she your mother? Why do you call her by her name?”
She felt the man seemed to pause and stiffen a bit.
After a while, he said, [I got used to saying that because of you.
She nodded. Though she thought it sounded a little far- fetched, she didn’t think much of it.
Then, the man played another electronic voice clip. ” What do you want to eat? There are still some ingredients in the fridge. I can make something for you.”
She was a bit surprised. “You know how to cook?”
According to Joan’s description of her son, he should be a nerd who did no housework and only cared about getting
good grades. He should be spoiled and not very good at housework. How could he cook?
I can make simple dishes,] said the man. [What do you want to eat?
She was a bit undecided. “I don’t know…”
[Noodles?]
Her eyes lit up. “I like noodles. Can you make them?”
Yes, but my cooking is not very good. I can barely fill my stomach.
“It’ll be fine as long as it can fill mine.”
The man sniffed, then turned around and went into the kitchen.
Stella originally wanted to fumble over to take a look but was worried about causing him trouble, so she did not
move and sat on the sofa.
Not long after that, the man brought two bowls of noodles and served them on the table.
Stella stood up and started to feel her way to the table.
The man reached out. He thought of holding her but withdrew his hands.
He only let Stella feel the edge of the sofa and walked to the table just because she said she could.
The next moment, she accidentally hit the corner of the table and fell to the side.
The man beside her immediately stepped forward and picked her up directly.
The familiar fragrance filled her nose. Stella was stunned for a moment and subconsciously grabbed the hem of his shirt. It smelled very much like a man she knew very well.
Almost subconsciously, she called out his name.” Weston?”
The man’s body stiffened abruptly.
The muscles beneath his shirt were tense to the extreme.
He didn’t respond, desperately trying to hold himself back.
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The man’s movement slowed down for a moment, but he did not stop as if he didn’t hear her call.
He picked her up and helped her sit comfortably at the table. Then, with a cold mechanical voice, he said, [Why did you suddenly call his name?
Stella’s heart was still thumping. She still did not come back to her senses.
Hearing his question, she only gave a one–syllable response. “Mm.”
[Why did you call his name?] he asked again.
She paused and her heartbeat slowly normalized. “It’s nothing. I just feel that you are kinda like him.”
Am I?
“You smell very much like him.”
The man seemed to hesitate for a while and asked, [What kind of smell?
“I can’t be sure, but it’s awfully familiar.”
He did not speak for a long time before he said, [Let’s eat
the noodles.
“Okay.”
Stella’s suspicion of him was only limited to that moment, and she quickly dismissed the idea.
Weston was now lying in the hospital, and his condition was uncertain. If he were to wake up, he would’ve definitely dealt with Ford Corporation’s crisis instead of coming over to act with her.
Even if he had this leisure, the people of Ford Corporation would not let him do so.
Even with his will disclosed, she could bet things were a royal mess over there. Besides, with Daisy taking over the company, Stella believed this feeling was just an illusion, which meant he couldn’t possibly be Weston.
After eating, the man stood up and washed the dishes skillfully.
Stella wanted to call out to him but suddenly realized that she did not even know his name.
“By the way, what’s your name?” she asked.
The man’s hands suddenly twitched, and he looked at her. [Does it matter?
The flat tone made Stella frown. “You cannot even tell me your name?”
She should have told you before.
Stella was startled for a moment, then she realized that he was referring to Joan.
Now, her suspicion of the man only grew.
First, he was not willing to address Joan as his mother. Second, he would not talk and even tell her his name.
“Has anyone ever said you’re weird?”
[That’s why I don’t live in the school dormitory.] He answered quickly.
Stella was speechless.
She propped up her chin and looked blankly at the void. “ How old are you?”
He hesitated. Twenty.
“Then you are about the same age as my brother.”
He did not seem interested in Stella talking about her
brother and said to her, [I’m going to wash the dishes.
With that, he went into the kitchen.
When he came out, he saw that Stella was still sitting at the table, so he stepped forward and picked her up in his
arms.
Stella felt a hover underneath her and subconsciously exclaimed. “What are you doing?”
Since the man’s hands were full, he couldn’t speak and could only carry her to the couch silently.
The familiar touch startled her, and she said, “Tell me first the next time you want to hug me.”
Wait…
Why should he tell her?
She corrected herself. “You don’t have to hug me next time. I can walk on my own.”
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The man did not say anything. Stella frowned and smiled ambiguously. “You know what? Your action of holding me suddenly just now is really like a person.”
[Is he your husband?] asked the man.
She shook her head very calmly. “He is just my ex- husband, at best.”
“At best?”
She did not want to talk about Weston much, so she changed the topic. “Your cooking skill is not bad.”
The man suddenly grew interested in Weston. [Why did you divorce him?
“Haven’t I told you enough today?”
She shrugged nonchalantly. “I have no feelings for him anymore.”
You can actually get over him so easily after so many years of affection?
Stella laughed. “Even the deepest feelings wear out one day. Not to mention the last three years, I loved him for
too long in the past, so I really could not hold on…”
Clink!
She heard the glass hitting the table’s surface and asked him hurriedly in shock, “What’s wrong?”
Nothing.
My hands slipped. Do you want some fruit?
“Sure. Wash an apple for me.”
The man stood up and went off with big strides.
By the time he returned, he had a fruit plate in his hand. [ Do you want me to feed you?]
Stella said, “No, give me the plate. I’ll hold it myself.”
He had been rather meticulous. He peeled the fruit and cut it into small pieces for her.
Although she could not see, it was very convenient for her to eat them.
She could feel the man’s eyes on her face all the time and was a little uncomfortable being looked at. “You should wash one for yourself.”
“No, I don’t like fruit.”
This was also very similar to Weston.
She frowned for a moment, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, and said nothing.
After a while, the mechanical voice rang again. “What were you thinking? Did you think of him again?”
The corners of her eyes twitched. “Can you please stop talking about him?”
“Why?”
You just said you loved him for many years. Why did you suddenly stop loving him? Did you know each other since your school days?
She said unhurriedly, “What else could be the reason for not loving him anymore? I feel tired and don’t want to love anymore.”
It was as if she was speaking about someone else when she spoke about the past. She then said casually, “I’ve been in love with him since my student days.”
She had already said it earlier, so the man did not find it surprising. Moreover, he had already been surprised.
“So what?”
“When he did not know it, I kept chasing him. I used to think that there would never be a day when my passion for him would subside, yet I didn’t expect that marrying him would be the beginning of my fading love.
“I knew about his relationship with Guinevere,” she said. with a chuckle. “They are a beautiful couple. Anyone would say that they are a lovely couple. I did not think at that time that he would want to marry me. Only later did I realize that he was using me as a stepping stone between him and Guinevere…”
“That is not what I saw.”
The man interrupted her.
He said, “He has nothing to do with Guinevere and has always had to be with her because of his family.”
“I know.”
Her smile faded. “After learning the truth, I did think about forgiving him, but…”
She suddenly raised her eyes. She looked pitiful, and her beautiful eyes weren’t focused and were covered with a layer of fog. “Even if the truth is out, I really felt the taste of being used. So what if he had his reason? The pain I felt was real. At that time, I must not be that important to him. Otherwise, he would not have chosen her between the two of us without hesitation. Even if it was not because of love, it was also because he had too many other things in his heart that were more important than me.”
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She did not know why, but though she clearly couldn’t see this man and didn’t know what he looked like, she felt unusually relaxed when interacting with him.
“This is not a secret anyway. The entire city knows about it.”
Weston held a press conference three years ago in order to clear her name and make these details known to the public.
[I heard rumors that he had a very painful time in the past three years.] The man paused for a moment and looked at her.
Stella laughed. “You do know a lot about him.”
After pausing for a moment, the man said, [Not really. It’s just that basically all the people in Ahn City know about him.]
“Indeed. His every action is watched and exaggerated.”
She no longer had any particular emotion when she talked about this matter.
It was just that…
She suddenly stared at the man beside her. “Why do you care about him so much?”
Do I?
“Of course. Don’t you think you care too much about my ex–husband? Those who don’t know you will think you’re interested in him.”
I’m not interested in him. I just want to know the details of my rival and the key to winning this battle.
His carefree remark caught her.
The apple in her hand dropped into the plate, making a soft sound.
She thought she heard it wrongly and asked in embarrassment, “What did you say just now?”
The man seemed to enjoy looking at her surprised face.
Even though the machine could not voice any emotion, she could still feel his eyes smiling. “I said that I wanted to know more about my rival. Is there anything wrong with it?”
Seeing her hands remain motionless and a bit stiff, he took the plate in her hands, prodded a piece of apple, and
sent it to her mouth.
She did not open her mouth, so he gently pried open her mouth and shoved the apple in. “Eat it.”
She chewed it, and the sweetness of the apple filled her mouth.
She was a bit overwhelmed. “Is that what I think it means?”
It means what you think it means.
The man said, [My ability to express myself should be considered clear, right?
“You…”
Stella was a bit perplexed, never to have predicted such a scene.
[I know you will not believe it. But there is one thing I must tell you clearly. I want to pursue you. I want to be with you.]
She was as if hearing a funny joke. “You don’t even dare to talk to me in your real voice.”
I told you, it’s because I’m sick.
“What kind of sickness is it? If you can talk, why don’t you talk to me?”
I will tell you when the time comes.
He said, “I shall leave you in suspense for now.”
She sneered. “You’ve only met me for just a few days, and you already fallen in love with me. I didn’t expect you to be so frivolous. You don’t look like Joan’s son at all.”
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“Do you consider love at first sight as something frivolous?”
The man said, [You’ve loved Weston for so many years. Didn’t you fall in love with him at first sight?
Stella said, “Of course not.”
She recalled the past. “I only liked him because he helped me.”
Did he? Tell me about it.
She pinched her glabella. “I didn’t have a deep connection with him at that time. I didn’t even talk to him. He and Guinevere are people of the same world, one that does not intersect with the world of people like us. Our worlds were like two parallel lines. I was a little high- minded when studying, so maybe some people did not like me. At that time, a dropout liked me. He confessed to me, but I rejected him. So he and his friends blocked me on my way from school. I was alone and was almost dragged by them to the alley. Weston saw it and helped me…”
The man did not seem to think there was such a thing and slightly raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t expect this.”
“Yes. I also did not expect that a man like him would actually help me.
She thought he was talking about not expecting Weston to be so warm–hearted and said, “He is always so cold and looked aloof. That is why not many girls dared to confess to him even though he was handsome and had good grades and a good family background. Only Guinevere was around him all the time.”
She did not expect that she would talk about her past with this man.
Perhaps it was because he was Joan’s son that she was not wary of him.
The man chuckled and said gently, [So, you loved him for so many years because of this?
“Yes.”
She propped up her chin and stared forward blankly. “It feels like you’re listening to it with great interest. If you really like me, shouldn’t you be jealous when you hear me talking about another man’s past?
“That’s a trick only young boys use.”
The man said calmly, [Men would be more tolerant. Moreover, you are single now and have no one in your heart. So I can, of course, treat your past with tolerance.
She could not help but laugh. “You must be a few years younger than me, but you are talking like my elder. Not even a thirty–year–old would look more mature than you.”
She only felt that his words were a joke.
After the meal, the man stood up automatically and walked to her side to pick her up.
Stella was surprised. She wanted to push him away, but he held her by the waist.
Although he did not speak, she could feel his body’s dominant and irresistible aura.
“If I remember correctly, I think I just said that you are not allowed to hug me casually, right?” She was a bit annoyed.
But she was still blind and could not just push him away.
The man walked to the bathroom with her still in his arms. He turned on the tap and put her hands into the running water to wash her fingers.
He felt a distinct sense of detachment as he pinched her bony fingers.
Stella intuited that it was a lovely pair of hands, just like Weston’s.
The rubbing of skin was somehow electrifying. After washing her hands, the man pulled another piece of paper towel and scrubbed her clean before typing a line and playing it with a mechanical voice-
You did say that, but I also just made my attitude clear that I want to pursue you.
She frowned, and her face turned gloomy. “I thought you were joking just now, so I did not bother with you. You are Joan’s son, so I hope I would need to say it too harshly. I am single now, but it does not mean I need a man. Can you understand what I said?”
Yes.
The man looked at her. I just want to pursue you. I don’t mean for you to say yes to me right away.
Stella took a deep breath. “Don’t give me that reason about how you like me is your business alone. It has nothing to do with you, but your liking has affected me.”
“What then? I can’t control it. Are you able to control your feelings?”
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Stella was taken aback a little, not knowing what to say for a moment.
After a while, the man picked her up again and headed outside.
What else do you want to do? Want to go out for a stroll in the park?
She shook her head. “No. I want to listen to a podcast and go to bed later.”
He knew she was unwilling to be with him.
So he nodded. Okay. I will stay here. Call me if you need me.
“Aren’t you studying at university now? Don’t you have anything else to do?” She frowned.
Nothing is more important than you.
She was speechless.
Joan returned only after sunset.
She was relieved to hear that Stella had had her meal. “
It’s a relief that I did not starve you, Mrs. Ford.”
Stella wanted to correct the way she addressed her, but the man stood up and said, [Did you get all the ingredients?
“Yes.”
Joan said, “They are all Mrs. Ford’s favorite. I traveled miles to the suburb to get this fresh sea bass.”
The man nodded and took the live fish to the kitchen to clean them.
Stella always had a strange feeling when listening to the conversation between the two.
Were this mother and son always so polite when they talked to each other?
Before she could think deeply about the matter, Joan went off to do her own work.
For the next few days, the two got along quite well.
The man did not cross the line much, but he was always going back and forth the line, tempting her.
Stella asked, “Have you had a lot of girlfriends? Why are you so comfortable with flirting?”
The man was startled and then said, [I had one before.
“One?”
She pondered. “You are only twenty now. One is normal, not too many and not too few.”
She asked again, “Then why did you break up with her?”
I did not cherish her properly.
She laughed at his answer. “You are rather conscious of yourself.”
She had seen too many men blaming their exes once they broke up. The sweet love no longer existed, with only ugly faces left when they blamed each other.
He was rather honest.
It was indeed my fault.
The man continued, [She was very nice and loved me very much. I did not realize my own feelings at that time, so I thought that she was not important. By the time she left, only then I realized that I simply could not live without her.]
“Why don’t you go and get her back then?”
Because I don’t want to trouble her again, so I just watch her from afar.
She nodded and asked him indifferently, “Since that’s the case, why did you come and mess with me?”
He sounded to be obsessed with his ex–girlfriend, yet he still said he wanted to pursue her and fell in love with her at first sight.
This would suggest that his deep love could also be an act, just a means to attract the next woman.
As expected, the man did not speak anymore.
Stella was too lazy to point that out and lost interest. So she stood up and said, “I want to go to the hospital.”
I will come with you.
“Suit yourself.”
After seeing through his mind, Stella’s attitude towards him became a lot more indifferent.
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Weston saw the change but did not say anything about it.
Stella felt her way to the bed to take the outfit Joan had prepared for her in advance. Just as she wanted to get dressed, she heard a knock at the door. “Do you need my help?”
“I am not so blind that I need help to get dressed.”
She scolded him. “You’d better not come in.”
The man knew she meant it and closed the door quietly.
When they arrived at the hospital, he told her to sit down first and went to the registration counter.
Stella stayed in the long corridor, feeling bored, then she suddenly heard a voice in her ear that she had not heard in a long time-
“Aren’t you Stella? Why are you sitting here alone?”
The old memory surfaced instantly in her mind, and her body froze.
The bleached hair man in front teased her. “I heard you split up with Weston for good some time ago. He is the richest man in Ahn City. What do you have in your mind in doing so?”
They were high school classmates and had not seen each other for many years.
Stella put on a stern face and ignored him.
The man sensed her rejection and whistled. “What’s wrong with you? I’m talking to you. Don’t you recognize me?”
He suddenly noticed something and looked into her eyes. slowly. “Don’t tell me you are blind.”
She stood up. “As you can see.”
After saying that, she wanted to walk away.
But the man blocked her. “Not so fast. We are old classmates. Let’s catch up a bit.”
“There is nothing to catch up on.”
He rolled his eyes and said to her in disbelief. “No way. Are you still holding a grudge against me?”
Stella did not forget this voice though many years had passed. He was the very punk who nearly dragged her into the alley.
She did not expect they would bump into each other after so many years.
If it were not Weston who came and rescued her, the consequence would be unthinkable.
However, this man did not seem to have the slightest guilt for what he had done to her back then. On the contrary, he looked at her with interest. “You still look hot. I saw your news on the Internet in the past few years and thought you were definitely going to be Mrs. Ford when you came back this time, but I did not expect you to be blind and here alone to see a doctor. Why is your life in a downward spiral?”
He asked, “Aren’t you a famous pianist? You should be wealthy. Why are you here alone?”
She looked away coldly. “It has nothing to do with you.”
After saying that, she turned around.
The man did not relent, and his face turned ugly. “Hey, don’t show that kind of face when you see an old acquaintance. You really think you are something?”
Then, his tone suddenly turned derisive. “Could Weston have abandoned you because you became blind? No, I heard he is also on the verge of death. He is indeed now useless. What can a man lying on the bed give you even though he has money and is handsome? Why don’t you be with me instead?”
She thought she had misheard him. “You’re crazy.”
“Who are you calling crazy?”
His face changed immediately. “I am giving you face that I am still willing to take you in. Why don’t you recognize your old classmates as soon as you become famous?”
“Who is your old classmate? You were expelled long ago, and we were not even that close then!”
“Were we not close? I even pulled your bra strap!”
“You-”
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
A fist came at full tilt and landed right on his face.
The man was smashed hard on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and whimpering. He could not move, and his limbs all felt like they were being taken apart, and it hurt like hell.
He howled in pain. Just as he wanted to get up, he saw the man who suddenly appeared in front of him and froze. ” Mr. F-”
Shut up, or I will cut your tongue.
The man interrupted. The cold mechanical voice was full of gut–wrenching hostility.
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The man lying on the floor was still immersed in shock. The moment he looked up, he saw the man surrounded with a killing intent- he was Weston.
Weston was no stranger to him. He was beaten up by him back then when he was a student.
Besides, Weston was very famous. And after the incident, he knew him even better, but he did not expect him to appear here.
He looked at Weston, and then at Stella, and widened his eyes. “Aren’t you…”
Before he could say it, Weston landed another punch on his face.
“Ow…”
Lying on the floor of the hospital, the man spat out another mouthful of blood. He could not get up no matter how he tried.
The doctors, nurses, and patients nearby all stopped in their tracks and looked over in some surprise.
Then, someone reacted and said to call the police.
Weston then withdrew his hand, glanced at him coldly, then walked to Stella and picked her up. “Are you okay?”
Stella heard his low voice and shook her head. “I am fine.”
She inhaled deeply and looked blankly at the man on the floor. “How are you going to take care of him?”
“This place is surveilled, so we can prove that he is the one who started it. The first punch is considered self- defense, and you can consider the second a gift from me.”
When the man heard him, his eyes lit up. “It’s you who hit me! Do you know that you have to pay for beating people up now?”
Weston was damn rich, and he wasn’t about to let the chance of blackmailing him go!
Weston sneered. He walked to him and kicked him hard. ” Even if I smashed you to death with money, there won’t be much change in my bank account.”
After he said that, he stepped right over him with Stella in his hands.
The man curled like a worm on the ground, unable to get up as he stared at Weston from his back.
After a while, a man in a suit approached him. “Hello, I’m Mr. Ford’s assistant.”
Ben sighed. Since Weston had left, he could only clean up this mess for him.
He previously thought that Weston would get over her after he regained consciousness. What he did not expect was that Weston would become more obsessed with her, completely disregarding his health.
He did not what trick Weston used to make Joan agree to his request and let him stay by Stella’s side as her son.
Now that Stella could not see, he did not speak and simply stayed by her side.
Regardless, her eyes would one day recover, but he could not be mute for the rest of his life.
Moreover, there was so much work in the company and even a blunder of the will. Ben was very worried that the company might collapse one day.
What’s more, Weston even learned how to change his voice to prevent Stella from recognizing him.
This was really causing Ben a headache.
The man was still twitching on the floor.
The kicks Weston gave him had immobilized him. He did not expect that his action of teasing Stella years ago would lead to a mighty bludgeoning, and it happened again years later-
Ben smiled at him indifferently. “Mr. Ford does not want to reveal his identity now. If you do not wish to lie in the sickbed next time and not be able to get up, then shut your damn mouth.”
What else would the man dare to say? He could only nod blankly, his face covered in blood.
Stella was carried by Weston as he was striding down the hallway.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling a little worried. “Is that guy just now okay?”
“You don’t care about me, but care about him instead? How peculiar.”
Stella said, “I’m not concerned about him. I’m just afraid that if he really gets hurt, you’ll be involved in a lawsuit.”
“I’m not that powerless.
He held her with one arm with strength that was more than enough.
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Stella whispered in his ear. “Thank you.”
At that moment, she felt like she was back in the old days, when some punks blocked her in an alley, and Weston descended from the sky and saved her like a god. It carved a profound mark on her heart.
Weston seemed to read her mind at once and asked her, Are you thinking of that man?”
Stella smiled at him. “It’s you that’s on my mind right now.‘
The man’s movements suddenly lurched, and his pace slowed considerably.
He knew it was stupid, but he suddenly minded his identity as Joan’s son.
He was jealous of himself.
Stella had her eyes checked according to the procedure.
The doctor said, “It’s nothing serious, but it depends on her immunity when she can regain her sight and how well she recovers.”
It’s the same as not saying anything. It meant everything depended on her luck.
Weston could not help but ask, “Will her eyes be okay?”
The doctor looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him and immediately recognized him. He was the famous Weston Ford.
The youngest and richest man in the nation and was also internationally famous.
All men were interested in his status and his ability to manage a company. And all women were interested in his face, body, and his charming aura.
Anyway, from the news some time ago, wasn’t he supposed to be walking on the thin line between life and death after the snowstorm accident?
Why was he standing here intact and not talking but using a translator instead?
Could he be injured after the snowstorm and could not speak?
“Mr. F-”
The moment he said that, Weston glared at him with a sharp gaze like a hammer, smashing his word.
The doctor was stunned and suddenly realized something. It seemed like he did not want him to call him by his name. Did he not want Stella to know it was him?
But wasn’t Stella his ex–wife?
His mind was filled with questions, but he did not dare to ask them. So he only followed the procedure and examined Stella’s eyes, and then informed her of the precautions.
After that, the man picked her up and walked out directly.
Stella could not help but say, “Were you being too aggressive just now? My doctor did not seem to talk much to me.”
Weston did not answer. He simply put her into the car and said, “I treat everyone the same. You are the only exception.”
The candid confession caught Stella by surprise.
She had only been with Weston after all these years.
However, Weston would never say such sweet words to her.
She felt a little uncomfortable with this.
She did not react until the car started. It was then that she caught a faint whiff of blood coming from the man. “Are you hurt?”
He snorted. “He’s not strong enough to hurt me.”
But he ate his words soon after.
After arriving home, Weston sat down on the couch with Stella in his arms. Seeing Stella get up to leave, he quickly took her hand. “Where are you going?”
“Going back to my room to wash up and sleep.”
“Wait.”
He hesitated, thinking of what to say to make her stay.
After a long thought, he said, “I’m hurt.”
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Stella was shocked. “Didn’t you tell me in the car that you are not hurt.”
“That was that. I didn’t want to say it with the chauffeur around.”
“Why do you even care for your image? Just say it if you are hurt. There is nothing proud about hiding.”
Stella knitted her brows and sat in front of him. “Where are you hurt?”
He pulled her hand and put it on his chest. “Here.”
She withdrew her hand immediately. “If I didn’t mishear it, you are the one who beat him. How could you be so badly injured?”
“He is also a grown man. It’s impossible that I remain unscathed.”
Then, he put her finger on the corner of his mouth. The moment she touched it, he hissed and drew a breath of cold air.
She was speechless and said helplessly, “Wait for Joan to come back and treat you.”
The man grabbed her hand immediately and rubbed it in his palm. “No, I don’t want another woman to touch me.”
She was dumbfounded and said, “But she is your mother.”
“So what? I am a grown man and don’t want my mother to touch me.”
He justified, “I got wounded because of you. You can’t be this heartless.”
She was silent for a long time.
Seeing that she did not say anything and did not object, the man said directly, “Help me unbutton my shirt.”
He pulled her hands and put them on his shirt. “My chest hurts as well.”
She knew he did it on purpose, or maybe he was exaggerating, but he had just helped her after all…
Thus, she sighed, then fumbled to unbutton his shirt.
Just as she started to move, she suddenly feel a shadow in front of her.
The man lifted her chin, and her lips were stolen by him.
Her eyes went wide at once, and she pushed him away.
What are you doing!”
“Sorry. I couldn’t hold back when you were pawing at me earlier.”
She glared at him. “I was just unbuttoning your shirt! I thought you said you were injured and couldn’t lift your hand?”
“Yes. I just let you unbutton the shirt, but I did not ask you to seduce me.”
“Did I?”
“Aren’t you seducing me when you touch me?”
“I—”
She was too angry to talk to him. “Do it yourself.”
He looked at her obscurely, his throat rolling up and down.
After a long time, he said to her, “I won’t tease you anymore, go on.”
She refused to touch him again.
She thought about the touch on her hand just now and said, out of nowhere. “You like wearing shirts as much as he does.”
“Yeah.”
The man suddenly laughed and said ambiguously, “Since you cannot get your ex–husband out of your mind, I inquired about his dressing style, thinking that if you could like him, there should be something in him that I could learn from.”
She paused for a moment and said to him, “It doesn’t have to be in such a way, everyone is different, you should not imitate him.”
“Really? I’m just trying to get you to like me.”
She shook her head and said, “It’s because of liking him that I liked him wearing shirts. It’s not because of him wearing shirts that I liked him. You got it the other way around.”
The man was taken aback as if not expecting her to say that.
He looked at her sitting on the sofa. She looked particularly demure in that amber nightgown she wore.
Her hair had grown quite a bit, hanging softly down to her waist. Not permed or dyed, it looked fresh and naturally beautiful.