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Roger fell into a long silence. At last, he said, “Sis, have you thought of the consequences of coming here alone?”
After saying that, he glanced at the girl beside him in displeasure. “I said don‘t follow me and don‘t meddle in my business!”
Stella could not stand watching Roger‘s rude attitude towards the girl. She cut him off directly, “You better come out with me now. Right now! Otherwise, don‘t bother calling me your sister anymore.”
Roger shut up at once and followed her dejectedly.
Just as the group was about to leave, Rory suddenly stood up unsteadily. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stopped them.
“Wait!”
“Are you going to leave after beating me?” he said as he spat more blood. “It won‘t be this easy!”
Rory watched Roger‘s back viciously. “Hey, I‘m talking about you! I saw you vomiting in the toilet earlier. Why? Is it because of these two women?”
He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and cursed.” Dimn it! You hit me so hard!”
He had watched Roger before and saw him drinking heavily in the bar. After that, a beautiful woman came and stayed with him, but he simply ignored her.
Rory was already upset to see this. Not long after, Stella came looking for him.
Rory was jealous to see Roger surrounded by two gorgeous ladies. “You‘re helping her out, huh? Saving the day, huh?
He pushed Roger hard. “Do you know who this territory belongs to?!”
Roger staggered back a few steps, nearly falling. With widened eyes, Stella stepped forward to help him. “Are you okay?”
The girl with them panicked too and hurriedly rushed to him.” Robb, are you okay? Feeling unwell?”
Roger’s face was as white as a sheet, and bullets of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Seeing this, Stella became distressed and angry. “We‘re going to the hospital now!”
Roger had been weak of late and was unable to withstand such torture.
“You finally got out of the hospital after so long. Must you ruin your body like this?”
Stella had paid so much for this surgery and recovery. However, it appeared he didn‘t cherish his health at all. She was incredibly disappointed in him. “I‘m not restricting you from coming to the car, but have you ever thought about your health? You‘re unfit to come to places like this!”
Her tone made Roger a little uncomfortable. “l–… I just felt a little stressed, so I came to get some air...”
“If you‘re facing trouble, you can talk to me directly...”
“Enough! Enough!” Rory interrupted them. “Stop acting like some loving brother and sister here! I hear you. You‘re his sister, right?”
He walked to them and smiled a little frivolously. “Not bad. I like girls like your sister ... The one beside you isn‘t bad too... How about you choose one and let me have the other?” he said while putting his hand on Roger‘s shoulder.
Roger was about to push him away, but people had swarmed up and surrounded them.
Unable to move, Roger glared at Rory angrily.
Rory‘s eyes instantly became cold. He rushed to Roger and slapped him. “Don‘t be so arrogant!”
Stella‘s eyes reddened. She pushed him away, hissing, “Stop! Don‘t you dare touch him!”
Roger was her only family. When she saw him getting hurt, only one thought coursed through her mind–she couldn‘t let Roger get hurt. She did not want to be alone anymore.
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Stella clenched her fists tightly and looked very protective of Roger. Her aura shocked Rory.
“Are you crazy? I haven’t hit him…”
“Don’t you dare touch him!” Stella’s eyes reddened. She stepped in front of Rory and looked at him from above.
Rory’s heart trembled as he stood up. However, he was relieved to see his men surrounding them.
“You’re just a b*tch. Who are you to call the shots? Your younger brother came to our bar himself. He even hit me earlier while I asked for your number. Is it necessary?”
Stella took a deep breath to calm down. She glanced at the injury on Rory’s face and said, “Tell me. How much do you want me to pay?”
Rory chuckled. “Pay? This can’t be solved with money.”
He pointed to his mouth. “He knocked out a tooth. What about this?”
“I’ll pay you for the tooth…”
“B*llshit!” Rory interrupted her rudely. “You only have two choices right now. Either one of you must stay. The other woman can leave. We’ll settle with this…”
“You b*stard ! I’ll kill you!” Roger clenched his fist and tried to pounce at him.
The girl next to him pulled him and looked at him with a frightened look. “Calm down…”
Stella also turned to him. She hissed sternly, “Stop giving me more troubles!”
Roger froze and looked a little aggrieved.”Sis…”
“I said stay there and don’t move! Don’t make trouble for me!”
In this instance, Stella’s burst of powerful aura did not match her appearance at all. Roger could not refute. He could only look at her with red eyes.
He knew he was at fault. He should not have come to this kind of place alone. Not only that, but he lost his temper and caused more trouble for the people around him.
Stella looked like a fury ball of fire dressed in red. “I guess we have to settle this between us.”
The way she looked at Rory sharply made him feel oppressed. He hesitated a little and stammered, “Al-… Just give me an answer! You and your younger brother are the same!”
“Fine.” Stella cut him off and turned to the girl standing next to Roger. “Can you take him home?”
The girl did not expect Stella to have such a strong aura either. She nodded in a daze, “Okay…”
Roger refused to leave “No, I’m not leaving! I can’t leave you here alone…”
A loud slap sounded. Everyone was stunned to see the woman in red walking straight up at the young man to slap him without hesitation Stop calling me Sis.”
Stella looked down at him, “I don’t have a younger brother like you.”
“But…”
“No buts. Get lost now! You’re nothing but a burden here!” The harsh words and impatience in her eyes made Roger suffocate for a moment. “Sorry, Sis…”
“If you really feel sorry, you better get out of here now and stop giving me more trouble!”
Roger finally remained silent. He looked at Stella with hurtful eyes.
Stella refused to look in his eyes and turned away. She looked annoyed.
After the girl dragged Roger away, Stella finally breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to Rory and asked, “What do you want?”
Rory was still stunned by her fierce aura earlier. When he heard her voice, he finally returned to his senses and said harshly, “Do you think I’ll let you go after you let your younger brother go?”
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Rory spoke and glanced around at his men, who immediately understood and gathered around Stella.
“Well, since you‘re sincere enough to atone for your younger brother‘s mistake, I‘ll grant you the opportunity...”
Rory smiled mockingly with sheer arrogance on his youthful face. “I don‘t need you to pay for any medical bills. I don‘t need that kind of money ... How about you stay with me for one night and I‘ll let this slide.”
“No way,” Stella rejected him outright and frowned in disgust.“ That‘s impossible.”
“That‘s not up to you...” Rory suddenly approached her with an evil look on his face. “You‘re worth more than a medical bill.”
Stella glared at him sharply and put her hand on the bottle behind her, about to fight them.
Rory, however, noticed her tenseness and spat impatiently,“ These are all my men. If you don‘t want to suffer, you better behave. I don‘t want to hurt a beautiful girl like you...”
He eagerly went up, only to let out an abrupt scream.
“Aaaa!”
Before he could react, he was already kneeling on one knee, his face distorted in anguish.
Weston solemnly stood behind him and restrained him with one
hand on his head. He held him to the ground, and with a stone cold glare, said, “I see you do need a little compensation for your medical bill.” With his tone heavy and murderous, an air of ruthlessness surrounded him.
Rory did not know where he had come from. He did not recognize him. He struggled to get up, roaring, “Who the f*ck are you! Let go of me!”
Weston released his hand and waited until Rory stumbled to his feet. Then, he stomped on him. “Scum,” he cursed coldly.
Weston increased the force and rubbed Rory‘s face hard against the ground. Rory screamed out in pain.
“Gaaa–rgh!!! Owwww!”
He instinctively looked at Stella with a face distorted in agony.
However, Stella was staring at Weston, a trace of surprise flashing across her eyes. The group of men, intimated by his powerful aura, were afraid to step forward.
“Why is there another guy?”
“I don‘t know... He‘s stepping on Rory. Should we help him?”
“You should go...”
“No, you...”
Still in his usual low–profile black suit, Weston reached up and tugged at his tie before casually putting his priceless wristwatch aside. He was still stepping on Rory‘s head with his
high–quality handmade leather shoe.
He glanced over the men in the bar. “You can come at me once.”
His tone was contemptuous. It seemed like a different side of him.
Stella stepped forward to stop him. She said with a frown,” Weston, calm down!”
Rory‘s men were all here. How could he beat all of them? He might be good, but he certainly couldn‘t fight a crowd.
Weston raised his eyes slightly and looked at her, the fury in his eyes still present. However, the moment their gazes met, the flames diminished a little.
“You have to let me vent my anger, or I‘ll torment you tonight, hm?” As he spoke, he suddenly curled his lips into a wicked smile.
His cold smile was chillingly murderous. This group of men had pissed him off, and he probably wouldn‘t let it slide without doing anything.
Stella had rarely seen such a wicked side of his. To her, he was always arrogant, aloof, and distant. She never thought he could be this angry and irrational.
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Weston‘s face turned grim.
He looked like a punisher ready to teach those who offended him a lesson
No one dared to come forward because of his powerful aura. They finally saw his face clearly when he lifted his face and drew a cold breath.
The crowd on the dance floor also looked over.
“Oh, God. He‘s so handsome...”
“Did you see the way he fought? He‘s so handsome...”
“I didn‘t expect him to be so handsome!”
“Is he doing this for his girlfriend?”
“I think so. Rory is always rude to the beautiful ladies in his territory. Finally, someone came to teach him a lesson!”
Indistinct chatters and murmurs rumbled around the room.
Still on the ground, Rory could no longer stand listening to the crowd‘s comments about them. He staggered to his face and warned fiercely, “Do you know who my father is?”
He kept staring at the people around him. When he saw that his cowardly men did not dare to come forward, he roared angrily,” You cowards! My dog is more useful than you!”
At least the dog wouldn‘t just watch him get beaten!
His men finally made their move after that. “Where are you from? You‘d better let go of Rory!” someone from the group shouted at Weston.
Weston‘s eyes dimmed. He cast a hard glance at him and repeated himself. “I said, come at me all at once. Do you not understand?”
“F*ck you! You‘re alone! How are you this arrogant?!” one of Rory‘s men said. He was about to charge forward.
Since someone took the lead, the other men behind Rory finally had the courage to charge at Weston.
Weston moved quickly. Before the group could react, he dashed straight ahead and pinned the first man to the ground with a flying punch, landing the attack smoothly and fluidly without hesitation.
While everyone was still standing in place, he had already taken down several people.
“l–is he some fighter?!”
“I think he‘s a professional fighter ... he couldn‘t be so powerful, otherwise!”
“Sh*t... It‘s over... What do we do! Should we retreat?!”
“Are you sure? Rory might get angry!”
“Rory... What should we do now?”
The last guy had no choice but to look at Rory for advice.
Rory saw Weston knock down two of his men easily. The two
men could not even get up, getting punched squarely in their noses. This left him a little intimidated.
Even so, he refused to give up his pride. “There are so many of us here! I believe we can fight him!”
Then, he yelled, “Charge!”
The group took advantage of the chaos and pounced at Weston.
Weston snickered and smiled in contempt. “Since you want to die, I‘ll grant your wish.”
His eyes suddenly turned sharp. A man tried to attack him from behind, to which he spontaneously tossed back. Then, he grabbed the bottle on the bar and threw it at Rory.
There was a loud clink.
Rory swiftly dodged behind one of his men and managed to avoid the attack
“He‘s bleeding!” someone shouted, causing an even bigger commotion in the bar.
Weston looked back at Stella. “Hide.
After saying that, he went straight to attack the enemy.
The Stella of old would have never imagined Weston getting involved in a group fight in such a place. It was hard to picture his usual noble and arrogant gentleman side with his ruthless moves and powerful body.
He was but a fearless fighter.
At that moment, the cacophony of breaking glass and people
talking and wailing blended together into a hum.
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The fight went on on the dance floor accompanied by the unrelenting beat of the music. Somehow, there was a charm to this scene.
Rory saw his men gradually getting knocked out from Weston‘s punches, and he couldn‘t stay calm anymore.
“Who the heck is he...”
Rory was upset. However, when he saw that Stella was alone, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
“Nobody move!” he shouted after rushing to her without warning.
“Stop! If anyone moves, I‘ll kill the old b*tch!”
He put the broken bottle against her neck and hissed fiercely, “If you move again, I’ll hurt her face right now!”
Just like he expected, the red–eyed Weston instantly stopped fighting
He turned around coldly and shot Rory with the menacing glare of an enraged bull. The hostility in his eyes almost engulfed him.
“Let her go,” he said with his tightly pursed lips. At that moment, his dark eyes were glazed, like black ice on a frozen ake.
Rory believed he could‘ve been stabbed to death if his glare materialized into a physical attack.
“Y–you! Kneel on your knees now!” With mustered courage, he blurted, “If you kneel and apologize, I‘ll let her go!”
Rory could tell that Weston was immensely concerned about this woman. As expected, he stopped attacking.
Seeing that, Rory became smug. “Don‘t you dare move! Aren‘t you worried about her?”
Weston wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His voice turned even sharper. “Let her go.”
Weston‘s aura intimidated Rory. Even so, he still had Stella in his hands. As he thought of that, he felt slightly relieved.
“I‘m not letting her go! So what? You better know when to stop, or I‘ll...”
“Argh!”
Rory suddenly stopped in his tracks. Then, with a yowl of pain, he released his grip on her.
Stella could not care less when she saw Weston threatened . She found an ashtray and immediately smashed it on the fatal spot under Rory‘s abdomen.
“God damn... It f*cking hurts...” Rory burst into an uncontrollable bawl, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Stella dropped the ashtray. It fell to the floor and rolled around until it finally stopped right next to Weston‘s feet.
As she looked up, he was already in front of her.
Weston came against the light. The light of the world shone behind his tall and strong figure.
Stella found this a little dazzling and squinted ever so slightly. In the next moment, she was pulled into Weston‘s arms.
If you‘re scared, hug me.” As Stella fell into a warm embrace, a low, mellow voice came from above,
Weston held her tightly in his strong arms. His embrace was so tight that she could barely breathe.
After a long moment, he finally let her go. “Are you okay??”
“I‘m fine...” Stella replied in a low voice.
Before she knew it, Weston suddenly released her, walked to Rory, and slammed his fist right into his face.
Rory didn‘t even have the time to react.
Weston punched him again. The blow was so hard that Rory barely had the strength to wail.
Rory fell to his knees. Weston had no intention of stopping, however. He walked right up to him and asked, “You touched her earlier. Which hand did you use?”
Rory was so stunned he could barely answer in time.
“Which hand did you use?” Weston repeated his question, this time in a colder tone.
Rory trembled in fear. “1–I...”
He faltered and was unable to speak. Weston sneered . “Since you‘re silent, it means you used both your hands to touch her.”
Rory was still unable to understand the meaning behind his words. Before he could finish speaking, he felt a splitting pain in both arms.
“Aaaaa!”
Rory screamed at the top of his lungs and watched helplessly as Weston broke his arms without hesitation. He snapped his arms so easily, like they were made of clay.
Weston did it so quickly that no one around him could react in time. Before they realized it, Rory had dropped to the floor weakly. With both his arms slumped lifelessly by his side, he looked like he was dead.
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Stella never talked to Weston about her family.
Even though Ben had submitted a complete and detailed report of Stella’s background when they first got married, Weston didn’t pay much attention to it because he wasn’t interested at all.
All he knew was that Stella had long severed all contact with her family and left her home with Roger before surviving on their own.
Seeing how tormented she had looked in her sleep just now, Weston realized that he knew too little about her. He even assumed that Stella’s emotions were probably stabilizing gradually since it wasn’t that often that she had nightmares about her baby
Little did he know that her mind was plagued by another nightmare.
She was only in her early twenties. How could she have gone through so much in her young life?
He turned glum. He took her hand and kissed it gently before telling her, “You should go wash up a little, okay?”
Stella was still in a daze. When she finally woke up, she felt like all her energy had been sapped from her body. She needed Weston’s help to even stand up.
“How long have I been asleep?” she asked, her voice raspy.
“About an hour,” replied Weston after glancing at his watch.
He didn’t want to bring up the subject of her nightmare, so he just kissed her forehead and reminded her, “It’s getting late. We should get some rest.”
“Okay,” she responded simply, but just as she was about to take her first step, Weston suddenly picked her up. Rather than resisting , Stella leaned against his shoulder quietly. She just didn’t have an ounce of energy left.
With practiced efficiency, Weston carried her to the bathroom, gently placed her in the bathtub, and then started
filling it with warm water.
“Wait…” Stella protested meekly, slightly distressed because she was still wearing the red evening dress. “You’ll ruin the fabric of this dress if it gets wet…”
“I’ll buy you another one,” he replied nonchalantly.
He then let her hair down and continued bathing her with the same seriousness he’d approach a multibillion -dollar contract
But Stella took no notice of this. Once she’d regained her senses, the only thing preoccupying her mind was the incident in the bar.
“You still haven’t told me how you’re going to deal with Rory
“What did you dream of just now?”
They both spoke simultaneously.
They looked at each other in silence before Stella finally shook her head. “Nothing in particular. It was just a normal dream…”
The hand that was wiping up her body stopped abruptly. Weston frowned. It seemed that he saw through her lie right away.
“You were crying in your sleep,” he stated.
Stella balled up her fists. In fact, she had no idea what she was saying in her sleep and had no interest in continuing the topic.
“What exactly are you going to do with Rory?” she persisted.” And what about Roger? He… he was really drunk. I’m sure he didn’t mean to cause any trouble…”
Weston tossed the towel in his hand into the bathtub, creating a splash
“Even now, all you can think about is Roger ?” he hissed, his eyes staring right into her soul. “Is he that important to you? More important than your own life?!”
Stella pursed her lips and looked coldly at him, not understanding what he meant.
After a long pause, she finally replied, “He’s the only family I have…”
“I’ve heard that before!” Weston nudged her chin up with his fingers. “Why haven’t I ever noticed how heartless you can be?”
Stella’s eyes flickered as she saw the wounded expressions on his face.
“I never knew how impulsive you could be either…”
“Is Roger the only thing you care about?” he interrupted her.“ You really would do anything for that guy, huh?!”
Stella nodded.
“I told you he’s the only family I have. Of course, I’ll do anything for him!”
She saw his eyes turn violently dark. He kept his penetrating gaze fixed on her as he snarled, “You really do know how to provoke me.”
The grip of his hands on her body grew tighter and tighter. She drew a sharp breath as an aching pain rippled through her body
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Instead of crying out, Stella simply endured the pain.
But Weston could see that she was hurt, so he let her go.
“Wash yourself,” he snapped before getting up and stomping out of the bathroom, leaving Stella alone in the bathtub.
Weston closed the door behind him. Now, all that remained in the bathroom was a thick cloud of mist. Stella couldn’t see very clearly. For a good while there, she just sat like a statue in the bathtub.
As the minutes passed, she finally slid down until the bottom half of her face was underwater. She breathed out, creating bubbles in the water. She closed her eyes, but the scenes from her nightmare came flooding back.
She didn’t want to remember all those things… but all she could do now was hug herself tight.
Meanwhile, Weston stood on his bedroom balcony with a glass of champagne in hand. The sight of Stella whimpering and sweating in her sleep still ran fresh in his mind. He didn’t mean to be so cold to her, but the thought of her willing to risk her life for Roger made him burn with rage.
In this state, it would be best for him to just be cold and distant right now, as he feared that he might really hurt her. Once his tempestuous emotions finally simmered down, he picked up his phone and called Ben.
“Get Stella’s background information and send it to my email,” he instructed.
By then, it was already midnight, and Ben was about to go to bed, so he was a little confused by this sudden demand.
“Stella’s background information…?” he asked.
Ever since Stella changed her identity, Ben had always been cautious about how to address her. He would make sure that he called her Miss Ella even when he was alone with his boss, just to prevent anyone from overhearing and thus exposing her true identity.
But now, he wasn’t quite sure if Weston wanted Stella’s background information… or was it Ella’s?
Weston merely frowned and said nothing.
That brief silence unsettled Ben, who quickly responded, “I’ email you both sets of background information right away!”
Weston hung up the phone immediately,
Soon afterward, two compressed hiles were sent to Weston’s email
Weston went inside and opened his notebook computer to check his email. He then clicked on those files…
Stella Sealey grew up in a completely normal family. Both of her parents were college professors, and they raised her in a safe and loving environment.
Her parents had a good reputation among their friends and family. Stella and Roger themselves were excellent children that never got in any trouble.
But Weston had to pause when he learned which university Stella went to.
She had, in fact, attended the same university that he did!
Indeed, they must’ve surely bumped shoulders with each other, since Weston was only a few years older than Stella. But alas, he simply didn’t know her at all at the time.
The year Stella turned eighteen, her parents tragically died in an air crash where no survivors were found. Not long afterward, Stella and Roger completely left the Sealey household, even though she still had her grandparents and an uncle who was only ten years older than her, and all signs pointed to them being a tight-knit happy family.
Yet for some reason, Stella and Roger completely severed their connection to the family from then on.
Now that he thought about it, Weston recalled that when they got married, Stella only told Roger about it. He didn’t think much of it then, though. He simply assumed that she must be at odds with her family for some reason.
But looking at it now, he was sure that something fishy that he didn’t know about had to be going on.
Even when news got out that Stella had died falling from a building, no one from her family showed up to look for her.
It was almost as if her family didn’t care for her existence at all.
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It was clear Weston knew very little of Stella’s past life.
The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom. After soaking in the bathtub for a while, Stella finally got up and turned on the shower.
She had no idea Weston recently loved letting Stella soak in the bath. He would even help her clean her body with a curious fervor as if the activity gave him a lot of pleasure.
But Stella never liked soaking in the bathtub.
Now that he had gotten angry and left the room, there was no reason to keep soaking. So she got out and took a shower instead.
The water soon stopped flowing. Stella opened the door and walked out…
As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, her eyes met with Weston’s, and she stopped dead in her tracks.
“You’re not in bed yet?” she asked, breaking the silence.
Weston looked coldly at her and said nothing. He seemed to be trying to ignore her.
Stella’s eyes glimmered. She, too, said nothing.
Weston was getting more and more unpredictable these days. She had no idea what kind of mood he was in right now, but she was pretty sure that she made him angry in the bathroom.
But that would be bad, because she still had something to ask of him. Knowing this, Stella had to swallow her pride and try to cheer him up. She took a deep breath, softened her expression, and turned her gaze towards him.
“Is the cut on your face okay?” she asked.
When he was helping her in the bathroom just now, she noticed that a little bit of the soapy water had splashed onto the cut on his face. He stormed out before she could clean il, and Siella feared that it mighi be getting worse.
“If you’re not going to bed yet,” Siella continued, inching closer towards him, “then let me take care of the cut for you,“
So you did notice that I was injured 100,” he finally responded with his icy stare fixed on her.
Stella knew that those words were laced with sarcasm, but she merely pursed her lips and did not argue with him.
Seeing no response from her, Weston suddenly got up and turned on his heels to leave, but Stella quickly grabbed his arm and stopped him
“If you knew that you were injured,” she said, “then why did you have to help me in the bathroom? You need to take care of that cut now, because I saw it got splashed with water. It’ll fester if you don’t do anything…”
Stella started nagging as if truly worried about him, but Weston turned his back on her and did not respond.
At a loss, Stella took a step forward and gently tugged on his sleeve.
“Just let me take care of the cut on your face, okay?”
Weston finally turned around to face her, looking straight into her eyes. After a long, tense silence, his gaze moved downward and stopped at the hand that was holding onto his sleeve.
“I thought you only care about Roger,” he said. “After all, his injuries are far more serious than mine.”
Stella couldn’t tell if it was sarcasm or disdain in those words.
After forcing herself to calm down, she slowly explained, “Well, he’s a grown-up now. He can look after himself. He’s got a friend to take care of him as well anyway. I can just go see him tomorrow. But right now, your wound needs to be taken care of Before she could finish speaking, she was startled by his terrifying scowl. He suddenly took a step forward and pinned her against the wall.
She looked up at him.
The cold of the wall bit into her back. There was nowhere to run or hide from him. Like it or not, she was forced to meet his fiery gaze.
“I’m really sorry…” she started meekly. “I know you’re angry, but I
didn’t know what else to do back in the bar…”
“So you do realize why I’m angry at you?”
His gaze sent shivers down her spine. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by a bloodcurdling aura.
“Do you know what he would’ve done to you if I hadn’t got there in time?!” he asked. “I shouldn’t have let him go so easily!”
What really irked him was how Stella would help others without once considering her own safety.
“But things would’ve gone completely out of hand if you did more than what you’ve already done…” Stella argued, deliberately ignoring the first part of his sentence.
She thought of how violent Weston was in the bar. He could’ve almost killed Rory.
Thinking of this, she shook her head and added, “You shouldn’t have been so brash.”
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“I have no reason to be calm when it comes to your safety!”. Weston blurted out.
They were both stunned and speechless by the sudden outburst.
Stella looked up at him. If she wasn’t mistaken, she could’ve sworn that Weston just admitted how much she meant to him.
Weston seemed to realize what he’d just said. The fire in his eyes dimmed, and he quickly let her go. He took one last look at her and, without saying anything, turned and marched into the inner room, slamming the door behind him.
Their bedroom was a massive suite with an inner room where their bed was. It was the door to that room that Stella stared at as she sighed softly
If she let him stay angry this way for long, things would only get much worse. Besides, that guy that she got into trouble with didn’t seem an average guy. Judging by the way he threatened to tell his father about them, it was possible that he was from a rich and powerful family.
Stella weighed the pros and cons. Then she thought Weston’s injuries might have worsened because he was helping her in the bathroom. Hence, she decided to go downstairs and look for Joan.
“Joan, can you please help me get the first aid kit?”
Joan had actually long been in bed, but she was woken up again by the sound of Weston’s car coming home. She meant to ask Weston and Stella if they needed anything, but seeing that they rushed straight into their room, she thought it best not to disturb. But just as she was getting ready to go back to bed, here Stella was, looking for a first aid kit.
“What happened?” Joan asked, “Is it anything serious? Should I call the doctor?”
“No,” Stella shook her head. “Don’t worry. It’s just a shallow cut. I can take care of it myself.”
Joan then disappeared into another room and returned with the first aid kit. Stella sorted out the kit’s contents and headed toward the bedroom.
She knocked on the door.
There was no response.
“I’m coming in, okay?” Stella said.
She turned the doorknob and discovered that it wasn’t locked.
The door opened with a click.
Stella stepped into the pitch-dark room. Weston would usually leave a night lamp on for her because she would often wake up in the middle of the night from the night terrors she suffered.
But he didn’t this time.
Stella stopped in her tracks. She suddenly realized that Weston
had slowly learned her quirks and habits till they were on the back of his hand. He had been helping her even in the areas of her life where she never realized needed help.
But as realizations that came too late tended to do, it left a . bitter taste in her mouth. She had no idea how to feel about all this.
Quietly, Stella placed the first aid kit on the nightstand and headed to the bed, but on her way, she tripped on something and lost her balance.
She fell to the floor with a loud thud.
Luckily for her, the room was covered in a thick carpet, so it didn’t hurt. Still, her fall did make a noise, and surely enough, Stella heard a rustling sound coming from the bed.
The next second, the lamp was suddenly turned on, flooding the room with a warm yellow light.
Stella had to squint to adjust her eyes to the brightness. When she finally looked up, she was greeted with Weston’s inky gaze.
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Weston’s eyes were still cold and distant, but they fixated on her. He was now sitting in bed and seemed to have no intention to come over and help Stella up to her feet.
It was clear to her that he was still angry. He was mad over her recklessness in going to a place like a bar and even provoking someone there, causing him trouble. Knowing this, she did not expect him to come to help her, and she slowly got up herself.
Now that the lamp was on, she could easily pick up the first aid kit and place it in front of him. She sat down on the bed and slowly untied his nightdress without looking at him. She pulled his sleeve down to reveal a large, fresh wound on his shoulder.
With his entire shoulder exposed, Stella could clearly see his bulging muscles. His body looked strong and smooth, even more, impressive than some fashion model’s.
Weston remained silent. Stella said nothing either.
As she focused on the wound, her eyes were caught by the bruises on his knuckles. It was plain that he didn’t pull his punches when he beat up Rory.
Stella paused, then got the antiseptic, the iodine, some cotton swabs, and the gauze from the first aid kit. Then she proceeded to clean his wound.
The second the alcohol touched the wound, an acute stinging sensation coursed through Weston’s body. But he remained expressionless . All he did was quietly fix his gaze on Stella’s face.
It was as if time stood still. Only the clock on the wall was ticking.
Each of Stella’s touches was very gentle, as gentle as a feather brushing against his skin. The sting caused by the antiseptic was nothing compared to the tickling sensation induced by Stella’s touches.
Wherever she touched him, she brought about an inexplicable
tickling that brought him over the edge.
After taking care of the wounds on his arm, Stella looked up at Weston’s face once again. She discovered it was full of cuts and bruises too, not as much as the ones on Rory, of course, but it was evident of the severe damage he had taken.
Those cuts exposed to water when he was in the bathroom had been somewhat bleached white. Without saying a word, Stella reached her hand up to clean them with the antiseptic…
“What are you doing?” he suddenly asked, grabbing her wrist.
“Isn’t it obvious ?” Stella responded. “I’m cleaning your wounds, of course!”
She had just taken care of the cuts on his arm, so naturally, it was now time to move on to his face. Was that not to be expected? Stella wondered why he needed to ask her such a stupid question.
sensation coursed through Weston’s body. But he remained expressionless . All he did was quietly fix his gaze on Stella’s face.
It was as if time stood still. Only the clock on the wall was ticking Each of Stella’s touches was very gentle, as gentle as a feather brushing against his skin. The sting caused by the antiseptic was nothing compared to the tickling sensation induced by Stella’s touches.
Wherever she touched him, she brought about an inexplicable tickling that brought him over the edge.
After taking care of the wounds on his arm, Stella looked up at Weston’s face once again. She discovered it was full of cuts and bruises too, not as much as the ones on Rory, of course, but it was evident of the severe damage he had taken.
Those cuts exposed to water when he was in the bathroom had been somewhat bleached white. Without saying a word, Stella reached her hand up to clean them with the antiseptic…
“What are you doing?” he suddenly asked, grabbing her wrist.
“Isn’t it obvious ?” Stella responded. “I’m cleaning your wounds, of course!”
She had just taken care of the cuts on his arm, so naturally, it was now time to move on to his face. Was that not to be expected? Stella wondered why he needed to ask her such a stupid question.
Hearing this, Weston let go of her hand. He still looked gloomy, though. He didn’t say that he would allow her to go on, but he didn’t stop her either.
The truth was, he hated it when people touched his face. It didn’t matter how close that person was to him; he still loathed Even Stella could work out during their short marriage that Weston had a strong sense of personal boundaries . But right now, she didn’t think much of it since she was focused on getting his wounds cleaned up.
So she went on and carefully applied the medicine to his face.
As she did so, she couldn’t help but marvel at how much luck had been on Weston’s side. With this flawless face of his, it didn’t matter how many bruises or scars he got-it only served to make him look more striking and add more character to his look On the other hand, Rory got just a few more bruises than How different these two people were!
Once Stella was done treating his wounds, she was about to clean everything up when she saw Weston glumly lying back down in bed.
Apart from the few words he uttered just now, he had been practically silent the whole time.
Stella opened her mouth to say something, but she hesitated, and no words came out. She just turned around and went out of the room to return the first aid kit to Joan.
When she got back into the room, all she could see was Weston lying there with his eyes closed.
Her shoulders slumped instantly. She was utterly exhausted.