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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1371

Weston wrapped his arms around Stella from behind and nuzzled against the nape of her neck, his gestures full of longing.

“Let me hug you just a little longer, okay? I promise I won’t ever bother you again. after this.”

Stella, unsurprisingly, did not take him at his word. He had promised her the exact same thing so many times before, yet none of it came to pass. He always ended up pestering her again within days of saying that.

Still hungover from all that drinking last night, which made her feel horrible, she quickly went back to sleep. When she woke up again, she found that Weston was no longer to be seen.

Stella did not exactly mind his absence, but she still could not help but be irritated. Why did he not say goodbye or even tell her that he was about to leave? How could he just disappear like that? What an annoying man!

She then went downstairs back to her own place, and just as she arrived, she heard Roger’s voice.

He quickly rose to his feet when he saw Stella and agitatedly walked up to her, asking, “I heard Weston Ford was taking care of you last night. Are you okay?”

“Of course I’m okay,” she replied, confused by his question. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

“No,” she shook her head. “Don’t be so worried.”

“How could I not?” argued Roger, who thought that Stella was clearly teasing him.” Everyone knows what kind of man he is. If he decided to do anything to you…”

“Don’t worry,” Stella coughed lightly, interrupting him. “He didn’t do anything to me last night.”

“How is that even possible?”

Weston’s reputation by that point was just so poor that no one would believe that he did nothing at all to Stella after spending the entire night with her.

In fact, even Stella could hardly believe it. She never thought of him as a particularly noble or virtuous gentleman, but the truth still remained that he did nothing to her at all last night, so she had no reason to find any fault with him.

Roger scrutinized Stella with his eagle eyes as if trying to draw out some clues from her face.

“What are you doing?” asked Stella after Roger had been staring at her face for a while. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Your attitudes towards him have changed, Sis.”

“What do you mean?” Stella asked, stunned for a while.

“I meant to say that it looks like you’re going to get back together with him.”

“Nonsense!” Stella cried, her face turning stony and cold.

Whenever Roger thought of the possibility that Stella and Weston might be together again, he would get so anxious that he found it hard to breathe.

“Did you notice that your heart is gradually softening towards him now?”

Stella shook her head.

“I’m not in the mood to talk about this with you…”

“Are you not in the mood, or are you just too afraid to talk about it?”

Roger ignored the fact that Elias and Emma were both there with them and suddenly grabbed Stella’s wrist, forcing her to look straight into his eyes.

“Tell me the truth!” he demanded. “Are you going to make up with him?”

“What I’m going to do…” Stella shoved his hand away. “Is none of your business. I’m not obliged to tell you anything.”

Roger’s mouth hung agape in disbelief that Stella would say that to him. He just stood there stunned and speechless for a while.

Stella did not want to argue with him about this in front of Elias and Emma, so she just told him, “Calm down, Roger.”

Then she walked up to her children and asked them, “Have you guys finished your food?”

“Yes, Mommy!”

“In that case, Mommy will take you out to play, okay?”

“Yay!”

Roger watched silently with a raw sting in his heart as Stella walked away.

She was right, he thought. He was nothing more than her brother now, and that was the only way he could stay by her side–as her family. Even if she really did want to be with Weston again, there was nothing he could do about it.

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What Roger said that day left a deep impression on Stella’s mind. Sometimes, when she was working in her office, she would find herself asking the same question.

Had her heart really softened towards Weston?

She simply refused to admit to such a thing. At the very least, she knew for sure that right now, she still could not stand him all that much.

But then, a few days later, she started to feel as if something was amiss. She hadn’t seen Weston for a good while now.

But perhaps she only felt that way because he had been pursuing her so aggressively recently, and him turning up at her office with all kinds of gifts every day, that his total absence right now felt like a drastic change.

Every time she walked past the front desk, she would automatically slow down in case the receptionist might stop her. But it seemed there was nothing left for her there these days.

At first, the sudden change made her feel a little uncomfortable, but after a while, that discomfort changed to relief.

Perhaps he really had given up on her?

She let out a sigh. It felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her chest.

She might not be used to it initially, especially since she had been seeing Weston everywhere all the time in the past, but then it was nothing more than a feeling of not being used to a change, which faded as time passed. After a while, even that feeling was gone.

After the concert tour, Stella asked Angelina and Yvonne if they wanted to get together and have a night out. Angelina told her that she had no time right now because she had to take care of her daughter. Yvonne agreed at first, but she called her back shortly afterward and hesitatingly told her that she had no time to go out with her at the moment.

Stella thought she was acting a little strange but gave it no further thought.

One day, after picking Elias and Emma up from their school, she bumped into an old acquaintance in the shopping mall–Diana Belford.

“Stella?” cried Diana, visibly surprised to see Stella.

They had not seen each other for a very long time. Stella stood there staring at Diana

for a while and suddenly felt tears welling up in her eyes.

“Kids,” she turned to Elias and Emma, “this is Mommy’s auntie.”

Diana was initially surprised to see the twins, but then the surprise turned into joy.

“I planned to meet up with you a while ago,” she told Stella, “but something kept coming up. Besides, I heard that you’ve been doing really well these days, so I didn’t want to bother you.”

“You will never be a bother to me, Aunt Diana.”

Diana smiled.

“Why don’t we find a place to sit down and have a chat for a while?” she suggested.

“Sure!”

They both had their children with them, so they had to settle for a coffee shop.

“I divorced Michael a long time ago, Stella.”

Stella was well aware of this.

“I found out about everything he did in the past,” she added.

“I’m sorry,” said Stella. “I should’ve told you much earlier.”

“Don’t mention it,” Diana shook her head. “It’s Michael’s fault, not yours.”

“So, how are you doing these days?” Stella asked.

“Not too bad.” Diana smiled.

She had always been pampered and sheltered by her family her whole life, so when she first found out about what Michael did in the past, she was overwhelmed by doubt and pain that made her feel as if her life was bleak and hopeless.

But time had indeed healed everything.

The initial shock and disbelief turned to unbearable misery and pain, though all of that had simmered down through time and had gradually dissipated.

Diana could think about Michael now without feeling that piercing sting in her heart. In fact, she could even face him without losing her composure now.

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Stella felt much better after hearing what Diana said.

They went on to chat for a while before Stella decided it was time to take Elias and Emma home. Diana was the first to excuse herself, after which Stella drank another cup of coffee and got ready to leave.

Outside, the rain suddenly began to pour. It seemed like a storm was brewing.

Elias and Emma looked tired and sleepy because they had missed their afternoon nap. Stella had to wake them up after calling for the driver to get them.

The person who ended up coming was Roger. Things were strained between them lately because they had been arguing about Weston. Stella knew that it would not be easy for Roger to let go of his feelings for her, so she decided to give him some time and space.

Once they got in the car, Roger spoke to Elias and Emma briefly, then when he noticed that they were both looking very sleepy, he no longer disturbed them anymore and just let them rest..

Once they got out of the car, he bluntly asked Stella, “Have you been seeing Weston Ford lately?”

“No,” Stella shook her head. “I haven’t seen him in a long time.”

Roger studied her face but noticed no emotions. It really looked like she had completely forgotten about the man.

And so he decided to keep the words he was about to say to himself.

“What’s wrong?” asked Stella, noticing that Roger was acting a little weirdly.

“Nothing.”

Once they got home, Stella bathed Elias and Emma and went straight to bed.

And so the days passed without her seeing Weston again. Stella’s life now became simple and carefree. It really seemed like she had forgotten him now and moved on with her life.

Meanwhile, in a hospital, Yvonne sighed after hearing what Roger had just told her and turned to the man beside her.

“Stella seems to be doing really well right now,” she said. “Perhaps we shouldn’t trouble her about this.”

Lucas turned dour and gloomy when he heard this.

“You’ve seen how bad Weston is doing. I guess it wouldn’t be troubling her if we asked her to look at him?”

“But it’s his own fault that he’s ended up like this!” argued Yvonne, annoyed by how Lucas was always taking Weston’s side. “None of it has anything to do with Stella! It’s not her fault at all, so why should she have to do anything about it?”

“Are women always this cruel?” Lucas grumbled as he massaged the point between his brows.

“You’re not allowed to say that!” Yvonne glared at him. “This clearly had nothing to do with Stelia!”

She then paused and sighed, adding, “Never mind. Let’s go take a look at Weston…”

She could hardly believe Lucas when he first told her what had happened to Weston. After all, this was Weston Ford they were talking about–a man renowned for being a shrewd, decisive businessman with a steely mind. How could she believe that he would end up that way all because of Stella?

But then she recalled all the things that he had done to Stella in the past and started to question if this man really was out of his mind.

They arrived at a tightly guarded sanatorium that was tucked away in an isolated location far from the public eye.

Yvonne followed Lucas inside. Because the place had especially tight security, they had to go through multiple security check–ups before they got in.

The whole place was dark and dimly lit.

Yvonne became more anxious the further she walked into the place, so much so that she had to cling to Lucas’s arm for support.

Lucas patted the back of her hand gently, trying to reassure her.

They walked up to a closed door, where a noise emerged from inside the room, which sounded like the cries of a wild animal trapped inside a cage.

Yvonne stopped abruptly. A chill ran down her spine.

That noise… It was a noise that could only be made when two raging beasts were being put inside the same cage, thus setting them upon each other.

Yvonne turned to her husband with eyes full of disbelief.

“That can’t really be Weston Ford in there, can it?”

Lucas reassured her that it was indeed Weston before placing his hand on the doorknob and turning it gently.

As soon as the door opened, a thick stench of blood wafted through the narrow gap. Yvonne had to cover her mouth to stop herself from throwing up…

Her eyes widened as she faced the horrifying scene inside. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.

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The dimly lit room was almost pitch–black. None of the lights were turned on, but it was still faintly illuminated by the silvery moonlight that seeped in through the windows, enabling its occupants to make out the furnishings in the room.

The furnishings here were very simple, even a bit crude, hardly befitting the richest man in Ahn City.

But this was nowhere near the most shocking thing here for Yvonne.

She had no idea what those heavy chains were doing there on the ground… There were dry crusty blood stains on the chains that looked thick and heavy and incredibly frightening. Under the dim moonlight, they looked like huge snakes slithering in the dark room, making the place look cold and savage.

But even the chains were still not the most frightening thing here for Yvonne because nothing shocked her more than the sight of the enormous cage in the center of the room–a cage large enough to enclose an adult man inside.

And Weston sat right there. The door of the cage was open, and his long legs spilled out of it. His pants were riddled with holes, and there were visible blood stains on them that had already dried up and stuck to his pants.

The man himself hung his head low as he sat in the cage. His short unkempt black hair made him look positively villainous.

The top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, and the sleeves were rolled up, exposing his arms which were lined with bulging blue veins. He rested his arms casually on his bent knees. The shadow below his hanging fingertips showed signs of fresh drops of blood.

Yvonne’s face turned pale the longer she watched him. She stepped backward, then bumped into her husband’s chest. She turned around, only for Lucas to cover her eyes with his hand.

“Look away if you’re scared,” he whispered.

She leaned against his chest, trembling a little as she asked him, “…How did he end up like that?”

“He promised Stella that she won’t see him again,” Lucas explained, “but he had no way to restrain himself from going to her. He knew that if he didn’t chain himself up like this, he would not be able to stop himself from finding her.”

“I’ve always known that he’s a bit crazy,” said Yvonne, finding it hard to believe what she just heard and saw, “but I had no idea that he would be this mad…”

She pressed her hands on her chest to steady her breathing, then added, “How could he even think of locking himself up in a cage?”

Lucas shook his head. He pressed her head hard against his chest to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene again.

Weston just sat there silently while the blood dripped down his fingers. The bodyguards stood around him, alert and ready to take action should he suddenly try to rush out again.

In the past, Weston had forced Stella to go through with their wedding, which everyone called the Caged Wedding. But now, the person who was caged was not her but him. This change signified that the tables had turned and that their positions had reversed.

Lucas slowly walked up to him and peered down at him.

“Is this all worth it?” he asked.

“I made a promise to her,” Weston replied in a low voice without even looking up at Lucas. “I told her that she’d never see me again, so I have to keep my word.”

“But right now, you’ve been living like a zombie. You might as well be dead! Are you sure this is what Stella wants to see?”

Weston shook his head. He stared vacantly at the empty floor as blood continued to drip down his fingertips.

“But you said it yourself,” he replied in a hollow voice, “she’s happier without me by her side.”

These days, the only thing that kept Weston alive was all the news he received about Stella from time to time. He had hired someone to take pictures of her secretly and tell him how she was doing.

It seemed that without him, her life had gotten much better now. She lived her life happily every day, and although she did seem as if she was not used to his absence at first, she quickly adapted and moved on after only about a week.

There were various photos hanging on the cage. Weston picked one up at random and gazed at it. It was a photo of Stella getting off from work. She was wearing a white dress which made her look pure and beautiful. The years that went by had done nothing to her appearance except to endow her with a more mature charm.

Weston caressed the photo gently with his fingers. His expressions softened and warmed up considerably.

Even after only briefly looking at her photo, he could hardly contain the urge to look for her and hug her tightly.

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“If I meet her now, do you know what I would do to her?”

He would lose all self–control. He would ignore everything and just chain her to himself so she would stay by his side forever.

But he was resolved not to commit the same mistakes again, so all he could do was lock himself in this cage.

No one would have thought that Weston Ford would end up this way. Yet he had done so much for Stella in the past, and Lucas should have noticed much earlier that this man was truly beyond repair, and he should have foreseen that he would do something like this.

Yvonne, deeply shaken and appalled by what she had just seen, was suddenly thrown into a dilemma-

On the one hand, she was determined not to let Stella see Weston as it would do Stella a lot of good the further she stayed away from this man. Besides, she had been living her best life without him so far, always carefree and at ease. She would spend her days with Elias and Emma, being much happier than she had ever been. Her life had only improved without Weston. Although his absence made her feel as if something was amiss at first, she quickly grew accustomed, and her life went on without a hitch.

But on the other hand, seeing Weston’s condition right now convinced Yvonne that if he were never to see Stella again, he would surely torment himself to death.

She now understood why Lucas had been so adamantly insisting on asking Stella to visit him. In fact, after all that she had seen here, even Yvonne was not sure what she should do.

But at the same time, Weston seemed really dangerous right now, which made her grow concerned. Would he not hurt Stella if she really did come to see him right now? What would they do then?

And so she told her husband all about the conflicting thoughts on her mind.

But Lucas merely looked at her and calmly replied, “Didn’t you see the state that Weston is in right now? He’s willing to chain himself up just to stop himself from going to see Stella. If he’s willing to go that far just for her sake, do you really think that he would harm her in any way?”

“The way he is now,” he continued, “it’s almost impossible for him to hurt her.”

Yvonne fell silent, slowly contemplating what Lucas had just said.

Eventually, she sighed and relented.

“Okay, I’ll ask Stella to come over.”

Lucas nodded and sighed. He took her hands and told her, “Judging by the state that Weston’s in right now, Stella is probably the only one in the world who could save him.”

It was late in the middle of the night when Stella received a call from Yvonne.

“You’d better have a good reason to call me at this hour,” Stella said, sounding sleepy and a little confused.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” said Yvonne, “but I think you’d better come over here and take a look at this yourself…”

Stella was mildly annoyed, but seeing that the person she was talking to was her best friend, she instantly called her driver to take her to the place where Yvonne was waiting for her.

She was astonished when she stepped out of the car. Why on earth would Yvonne ask her to come to such a place in the middle of the night?

If she had not been absolutely sure that the person on the phone was indeed Yvonne, she would have thought that she was still asleep and in a nightmare.

She slowly entered the sanatorium. The place was very dark, and none of the lights were on. Feeling a little frightened, she picked up her phone and called Yvonne.

She had only just walked a little further when she heard the sound of a ringtone coming from a room right in front, so she hung up, opened the door, and went inside.

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The next thing she knew, she was faced with a scene so frightening that she almost blacked out-

Stella stood there in a daze, staring at the enormous cage in front of her. She could hardly believe her own eyes. Had she accidentally stepped into the wrong room?*

The room that she was in right now was both dark and spacious, and in the center of the room was a cage, inside of which sat the man she had not seen in many days- Weston.

Her eyes narrowed in on the man wearing a white shirt who was just sitting there, hunched up like a cornered wild beast. His whole body was riddled with cuts and wounds. The sight disturbed her so much that she could not even react. She had to step away for a while and rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was actually just dreaming.

She just dared not believe that what she was seeing was true.

In fact, the wounds on Weston’s body were so fresh that he was still bleeding. His blood seeped through his white shirt and slowly dripped down the floor.

But the man merely hung his head low, not looking at anyone in the room. He was surrounded by a group of bodyguards clad in identical black suits. Their expressions were cold and stony, looking as severe as if they were the demons guarding the gates of hell.

Stella took a deep breath. Only after she heard Yvonne’s voice did her senses return to her abruptly-

“What happened to him?” she asked.

Yvonne turned to her and whispered, “He locked himself up in this place so he

wouldn’t go to you. Those are the bodyguards that he hired himself, and their duty is to stop him if he fails to restrain himself from trying to meeting you…”

”

Stella was rendered speechless for a while, in utter disbelief at what she had just heard.

“Has he lost his mind?” she finally asked.

“I guess so,” Yvonne sighed.

Lucas then walked up to his wife and put his arms around her shoulders before

saying, “We’ve got no reason to stay here since Stella is here now. Let’s go home.”

But Yvonne was still reluctant to leave because she was worried about Stella’s safety. She looked at her friend and told her, “I called you to come over only so you could see him for yourself. You can decide what you want to do next. Personally, I don’t think that you need to do anything at all. It’s totally fine if you’d like to just ignore him, you know.”

Stella said nothing. She just kept on silently staring at Weston.

Weston looked too afraid to look at her, but she noticed that every muscle in his body tensed up as soon as she walked into the room, especially when he heard her voice and the sound of her panting. He dared not even raise his head to look at her and had to look away as if determined to avoid any signs of her presence there.

Stella took a deep breath to steady herself before telling Yvonne, “You guys can leave now. I’ll handle the rest.”

“Are you sure?” asked Yvonne, concerned. “Will you be fine handling this on your own? I think he looks a bit dangerous right now. Shouldn’t you have a few people here with you, just in case?”

“No,” Stella shook her head. Even she had no idea where she got the confidence from. “I know he won’t hurt me.”

Hearing this, Yvonne and Lucas soon left. Afterward, Stella even told the bodyguards to leave as well.

And so there were only the two of them left in the room.

There was a little lamp in the corner emitting a dim light. Stella’s body cast a long shadow in the room. As she slowly walked up towards Weston, her shadow gradually engulfed him.

Weston kept backing away from. Stella as she approached him until his back was finally up against the cage.

Stella stopped and stood inches away from him.

“You clearly knew I was the one who turned up just now,” she said. “You even heard my voice. Why didn’t you even look at me?”

Weston did not respond and kept his head drooping low. He looked just like a dog that had realized it had done something wrong and was too afraid to show its face to

its master.

Stella knelt down in front of him and placed her hand on his head.

Weston suddenly let out a muffled grunt. It sounded like a noise that rose up from

deep within his chest despite his best efforts to suppress it.

“Don’t touch me,” he finally said hoarsely.

He did not want her hands to get dirty.

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Stella took a deep breath. Her hands trembled a little as she ran her fingers down his hair and onto the cuts and wounds on his body. After a while, she withdrew her hand and asked him, “Why did you have to do this?”

Weston did not reply.

So Stella mercilessly rubbed her hand against the wound on his body, making it hurt so much for Weston that he drew in a sharp breath and jolted his head up to look at her-

Now Stella finally had a good look at his face.

With the faint light from the lamp, she noticed that he had gotten much thinner than the last time she saw him. Unshaven, he looked so haggard that it seemed he must’ve put himself through a lot without getting much rest.

But despite all this, that striking face of his still looked as handsome as ever. In fact, at a moment when he was at his most vulnerable, he looked unusually fragile and delicate, which brought out the softer side of his attractive face.

Stella gently caressed his face. At that moment, she had absolutely no idea what she should do next.

“I thought you stopped badgering me because you finally moved on,” she said. “I didn’t know you’d torment yourself like this.”

It pained him to hear her use the word “badgering” to describe his presence around her.

“I never intended for you to find out about this,” he told her drily. “Nor did I ever want you to see me here.”

“I know…” Stella nodded. “If Yvonne hadn’t told me to come, were you planning to never see me again for the rest of your life?”

“That’s what you wanted, right? You know I’d do anything for you.”

Hearing this, Stella suddenly found it incredibly hard to breathe, as if someone had stuffed balls of cotton in her chest.

“But I never wanted you to end up this way,” she said. “You’re the father of my two children, after all. I know lots of terrible things happened between us in the past, but it’s time for us to move on and start anew.”

“Only because I’m the children’s father?”

Stella said nothing in response.

“Stop torturing yourself like this,” she said instead, getting up to her feet. “I can’t possibly come to see you every time this happens.”

“I know,” he replied. “Do you hate me even more now?”

He suddenly looked down at the horrible state that he was in. His whole body was stained with blood. At that moment, all he thought was that he might get Stella’s. hands dirty if she touched him.

“I promised you that you won’t see me again, yet I ended up doing something that forced you to come to me yourself…”

Stella sighed.

“And that’s why you should live well from now on,” she replied. “Stop hurting yourself.”

“I can’t…” A hoarse and primal grunt escaped Weston’s throat. It sounded as if a thousand blades had stabbed him at the same time. He even started to tremble a little. “This is the only way I can stop myself from going to see you.”

Stella suddenly clenched her fists tightly.

“Don’t you know that you’re making it harder for me to let you go if you do this?” she snapped.

Weston fell silent for a long time. Finally, all he could say in response was a brief, “I’m sorry.”

He then fell back into deep and unbroken silence.

Seeing this, Stella could only let out a soft sigh and knelt back in front of him. She then reached out her hands to undo his buttons.

“What are you doing?!” Weston asked, swiftly grabbing her wrist.

“You’re covered in blood,” she explained feebly, looking straight into his eyes. “So I have to take off your clothes. How can you stand this horrible stench?”

She knew that he had always been a neat freak, so the stench of blood must be unbearable to him, which made it that much more puzzling how he managed to endure it for so long!

He said nothing. After a long while, he finally let go of her hand and let her undo his button one by one. She then took off his shirt and tossed it aside.

Then her fingers went down to his belt. She paused and asked, “You don’t need my

help with this, too, do you?”

Weston stared at her with eyes full of longing.

His gaze was so intense that it was starting to make her feel uncomfortable.

“Don’t tell me that you went through all this just to trick me into taking off your

clothes.”

Weston chuckled wryly, then said, “If I really wanted to do that, I would’ve tried it long ago.”

“Stella…” he continued. “You haven’t the slightest idea how much I want to be with you.”

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Stella let him hug her for a long time. She could very clearly feel his chest rising and falling violently as he held her in his arms.

Finally, she patted his back and told him, “You’re covered in blood. Let’s get you cleaned up for now, and then we’ll talk.”

Only then did Weston let her go.

Stella got up, turned away from him, and walked out of the cage.

“Take off the rest yourself,” she said. “I’ll wait for you here.”

But to her surprise, the next moment, she heard him shut the cage door. She turned around and saw Weston already locking himself up inside again.

He then slumped down onto the floor powerlessly before covering his eyes with his hands, refusing to even look at her.

“What are you doing?” she asked, frowning as she walked up to him.

“You should leave now,” he told her. “Forget about me.”

His voice was gruff and croaky as if he was exerting great self–control in every word he spoke. His Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed his saliva.

“Leave while I still have some self–control left,” he added raspily.

He dared not imagine what he would do if Stella remained here any longer.

Stella took a deep breath and told him, “I trust you, and I know that you won’t hurt me. Open the door and just let me clean your wounds, okay?”

“No,” he shook his head. “You don’t understand how enticing you are to me right now.”

When he held her in his arms earlier, he had an urge to just lock her up inside the cage with him so they could be together here for the rest of their lives.

Even for him, that was completely beyond the pale.

He knew that he could never hurt her, so he had no other choice but to let her leave

now.

Stella walked up to the cage and gripped the bars before softly telling him, “Open the door.”

Her voice had a magical allure to it, but he still would not move.

“Listen to me,” she repeated softly. “Open the door.”

“Aren’t you worried that I might follow you around and badger you again? You might never be able to get rid of me again!”

Stella said nothing. She just kept glaring at him.

This proved to be effective in the end, as Weston eventually relented and handed her the keys.

He seemed powerless yet hesitant.

Stella quickly grabbed the keys from the palm of his hand and opened the cage.

The cage opened with a clicking noise, and to Weston, it felt like Stella had just opened a door into his heart.

She stepped into the cage, walked towards him, and knelt down in front of him.

“Tell me,” she lifted up his chin to make him look into her eyes, “are you going to hurt me?”

He said nothing, but she could see his Adam’s apple move up and down.

He stared at her so intently that it seemed he was trying to peer into the depths of her soul.

After a long while, he touched her face with trembling hands, and then, with the same caution and tenderness that one would treat their most prized and precious possession, he started to kiss her cheek, then her eyes, and then the tip of her nose.

“I won’t hurt you,” he murmured. “I will never hurt you.”

Stella sighed and patted his back.”

“I believe you.”

The room was sparsely furnished, and it lacked most of the creature comforts a home usually had.

Stella glanced around her and asked, “Is there only one room here?”

Weston nodded.

He stared at her without even daring to blink, scared that she might leave at any

moment.

Stella knew that he was anxious about this, so she tried her best not to leave his

sight. She nipped into the bathroom and quickly rushed back out, returning to him with a damp towel in her hands and kneeling down in front of him.

Weston had obediently kept his shirt off. Even his suit and pants were already taken off and tossed aside.

She noticed him sitting there ogling at her and which gave her a headache.

“Can’t you keep yourself under control just for a little while?” she asked, massaging the point between her brows.

Weston remained silent. He went on staring straight at her, looking as if he was going to swallow her whole.

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Stella had to force herself to ignore the way Weston was looking at her as she gently cleaned the bloody stains on his body.

When she reached his arm, she paused, and her brows furrowed before asking him,” How did you hurt yourself this badly?”

The cut was so deep that she could almost see his bone. His skin and flesh were torn apart, leaving a bleeding gash that was now covered by a clump of black clotted blood.

Even the sight of it made chills run down her spine.

“You’re such a fool…” she muttered, tears welling up in her eyes. She was now so choked up that she did not know what else to say.

Weston suddenly became flustered when he noticed her eyes reddening, thinking that he must have done something to upset her.

“Don’t cry,” he said. “I’m actually fine.”

He then raised his hand awkwardly, trying to wipe away her tears.

Stella turned away, not wanting to look at him.

“How can you say that you’re fine when you got yourself into such a sorry state?”

Her words made him purse his lips tightly. His head drooped down as he said, “I never asked you to come to pity me.”

Even now, he was still adamant about the matter.

“That’s right,” she replied, “I was the one who had nothing better to do and came here to see you like an idiot!”

She was sounding angry now. She tossed the towel in her hand at him, and it just so happened to land on a raw wound.

Weston frowned slightly but showed no other reactions. He picked up the towel and hung his head low, remaining completely silent.

Seeing that he looked just like a sad injured dog, Stella sighed again and massaged her temples helplessly.

She must have owed him a great deal in her last lifetime!

Stella sat back down in front of him and took the towel from him. When she saw the

fresh blood stain on it, her eyes darkened, and she quickly pressed the towel with some force on the wound.

“Ouch-”

She could hear him draw in a sharp breath.

“Serves you right,” she sobbed. “For looking so pathetic just now!”

Weston’s expressions went through several drastic changes. He looked into her eyes and seemed as if he had something to say but was hesitant to blurt it out. In the end, he just lowered his head and said nothing.

Stella did not notice the changes in his looks because she was too busy carefully cleaning the blood stains on his body. It took her a very long time before she finally cleaned his whole body up.

She then helped him change his clothes and tossed the dirty ones into a basin before carrying them into the bathroom.

As she walked away from him, she suddenly heard the noise of the chains rattling behind her. She paused and turned around to glance at Weston.

But Weston instantly stayed still and looked very calm, making Stella think that she must have been mistaken just now.

Stella shrugged, convinced that she was only imagining it just now, and thought nothing more of it as she continued walking into the bathroom.

But just as she got inside the bathroom, Weston could not stop himself from getting up on his feet and following her every move with his gaze.

He just could not bear it. He could not bear not seeing her. Not even if she was nearby. Not even if she was right there in the same room with him.

He had the urge to rush towards her. He wanted to stop right behind her and pull her into his arms.

Even Weston himself began feeling a little disturbed by these wild thoughts in his mind. He had no idea how much longer he could suppress these dark primal urges of his. He was really worried that he might hurt Stella again.

When Stella came out, all she saw was Weston looking just as calm and quiet as before. She scrutinized his face but found nothing out of sorts, to which she sighed in relief.

“You have to take better care of yourself from now on,” she told him. “No matter what, you’re still Elias and Emma’s father. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Weston nodded and continued staring at her.

Stella said a few words more after that, and then they fell into silence again.

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After a while, Stella got up and said, “If there’s nothing else, then I’m leaving now.”

She had just taken a few steps when Weston stood up so violently that he staggered on his feet. The noise shocked her, making her turn around, only to see him in an agitated state.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

Weston bit his tongue and remained silent, all the while staring fixedly at her.

He stood there silently for a long time before finally shaking his head and telling her,” Nothing. Be careful on your way home.”

He then backed into the cage again.

The sight triggered conflicted feelings in Stella’s heart. She pursed her lips and, without saying anything, turned around and left.

But just as she stepped out of the door, she was shocked by another loud noise coming from behind her.

She held her breath, telling herself not to look back and never to pity him again. She had helped him enough, and she did not have to do anything else for him. Anything that happened to him from then on was not her responsibility to bear.

With these thoughts on her mind, she closed her eyes and strode out of the door.

She had just reached downstairs when someone ferociously embraced her from behind. The familiar cold scent filled her nostrils. She could feel his dry lips brushing against her ear. She could feel the traces of dried blood on his lips as he nuzzled up against her cheek.

“Don’t go,” he whispered to her, his voice raspy. “Please don’t go… Please don’t leave me…”

He held her tighter and tighter. His current behavior was a stark contrast to the cold diffident demeanor he displayed earlier when he was trying to give her the impression that he never wanted her to be there, that she had chosen to come on her own accord, that he did not force her to see him by being pitiful and pathetic.

Stella knew that this would happen.

She did not move. She just stood there, letting him hug her.

Weston gradually realized that she was acting weird as if she had lost all her ability to resist him. Only then did he let go of her and let his hands hang down on his sides.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I lost my composure for a moment there.”

He then backed away from her, turned around, and rushed back into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Stella turned around and slowly followed him. She saw him lock himself up in the cage like it was his second nature. He slipped on the shackles on his hands and feet effortlessly, then closed the cage door with ease. He made it all seem as if he was simply locking up a large and fierce dog in a cage.

Stella drew a sharp breath upon realizing that those wounds on his body must have been created by some violent struggle.

“Why are you still here?” Weston asked without even looking up at her when he heard the faint sound of her footsteps. “Why aren’t you leaving?”

Stella said nothing as she stood at the door. She gently closed the door behind her and softly sighed.

“Why do you have to do this to yourself?” she asked.

Weston made no reply.

After a long time, he finally told her in a gruff voice, “You should leave now. I don’t need you to stay here just to pity me.

Despite saying that, his eyes were glued on her, watching her every move. It really looked like his heart would shatter into a thousand pieces if she really did leave.

Stella stared at him and fell silent for a long time.

Ultimately, she tossed her handbag aside and walked up to Weston, taking her coat off and letting it slide down to the floor in front of him.

She then headed towards the bed in the simply furnished room and sat on it.

Weston trailed her every move like a hawk. He kept gulping as his bloodshot eyes followed her around.

“Come over here,” Stella said, looking at him.

But Weston still would not move.

Then Stella realized something and rose up to her feet.

“I forgot you’re still locked in there.”