It was a bright sunny day and the curtains fluttered with the wind.The man who stood by the bed blocked most of the sunlight. His elongated shadow made him seem so much taller. Stella was covered by his shadow. She slowly clenched her blanket as she regained her senses. “Pregnant…”She looked down as she mumbled.Her belly under the white blanket showed no signs of protruding.But there was a human life inside.A glint slowly appeared in Stella’s dark eyes.It had merely been her assumption, and she didn’t have time to check the pregnancy test’s result before hurrying here. But to think she was actually pregnant…She couldn’t conceal the joy on her face. Weston lit a cigarette and took a drag at it. “Are you happy about this?”Stella looked up at him upon hearing this. The man’s face was shrouded by the white smoke and his exquisite features were shaded by the light, making him look all the more stoic, dignified, and unattainable.The soft expression on her face gradually
Before Stella could even react, she was being carried back to her bed.She was stunned as she stared at the man’s dark expression. “What are you planning to do…?”Weston pressed down on her shoulder. It was obvious that he was furious as he spoke ominously, “I should be asking you. What were you planning to do?”He clamped down on her waist and was leaning so closely into her that they were only inches apart. Stella could feel his oppressing aura. After she understood his meaning, she found it oddly amusing and said darkly, “Let me go!”She struggled to pull her wrist away but the man’s grip didn’t budge.Stella’s jaw tensed up and she abruptly raised her head to stare into his dark eyes. Her hands slowly balled into fists. “I was only enjoying the breeze. I wasn’t trying to commit suicide, so relax.”Weston still didn’t let go. Instead, he stared at her quietly as if to distinguish if she was telling the truth.A moment later, he snorted a laugh and lifted her chin, warning h
Weston’s words were still ringing in Stella’s mind even after he had left.He was right. With her current circumstances, she couldn’t afford to raise a child on top of caring for herself and Roger.It was probably her instincts that made her want to keep the child.After learning that there was another life inside her, Stella naturally built up some sort of connection with it.She looked down at her flat stomach, feeling disappointed.“I’m sorry that I couldn’t give birth to you,” she said softly.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She looked up and said, “Come in.”In came a young female doctor wearing black-framed glasses. She was tall and slender, and her thin face made her look dispassionate, but she had on a friendly expression.“Are you feeling better?”Stella nodded.This was probably the doctor Weston had mentioned. “Are you here to perform a checkup?”“Yeah.” The doctor went over to the balcony and pulled the curtains open.As the sunlight shone in, Stella cl
After a while, Stella heard him chuckle. A strong scent of cedar wafted over and she heard him say, “It is a little effective.”Stella didn’t think he would react this way.She stared up at him dazedly, unable to regain her senses.The tip of her nose was still red and her eyes were bloodshot. Her delicate and fair skin seemed so translucent in contrast.If it had been a few days earlier, Weston would have held her chin and kissed her.He never held back whenever he needed physical relief with Stella, but now, he was no longer in that position to do that.Weston leaned in closer and his dark gaze stared at the tear that was threatening to roll down. “I’ll go soft on you this time. Don’t give me any trouble, okay?”Stella nodded and answered hoarsely, “Okay.”Weston’s lips curled up but his smile had no warmth.He straightened up. The top two buttons of his white shirt were undone and his suit jacket was casually draped on his arm. He said lazily, “This method does work, but I
The familiar voice pinned Stella to the spot.She looked to the source of the voice and found him standing near a flowerbed.There was a lush camphor tree beside him, and the sunlight that shone through the gaps between the emerald leaves left layers of shadows on Weston’s face.The weather in summer was stifling, but the atmosphere was always dark wherever this man was. It was as if uneasiness didn’t exist in him.As Weston slowly made his way over, Stella had to admit that he had exceptional looks that would put anyone in a daze.Even the lines on his shoulders were perfect. His aura easily overwhelmed even if he would say nothing.After he came over, his gaze fell onto Henry’s hand that was grabbing Stella’s wrist, and his eyes darkened. “Have you gotten desperate after being in a wheelchair for so long and never met any women lately?”His faint voice resonated in the air. Stella could hear the mockery in his words and she abruptly flung away Henry’s hand. “Weston!”She had
Stella glanced at him upon hearing this, ignoring the warning in his eyes.She pursed her lips, said nothing, and continued forward.Weston had one hand on the steering wheel while the other hand unbuttoned the cuff on his wrist out of annoyance. “There’s a large-scale examination today, so all the cabs have gone to the west district. You won’t be able to get a cab near here.”Stella was baffled that he would actually explain to her. She paused and said, “It’s alright, I can take the bus.”Weston had run out of patience. He tapped his finger on the steering wheel before opening the door and getting out of the car.Then, he strode over to Stella and carried her up in a bridal style.Startled, Stella reflexively hugged his neck.After meeting the man’s meaningful gaze, she regained her senses and pushed his shoulders out of irritation. “Put me down!”Weston ignored her protest. He simply tossed her into the passenger seat and leaned down to fasten her seat belt.There was only l
They had only stayed at Stardust Mansion for about six months. But Stella had a feeling that she was all too familiar with each corner of the house.She even remembered which layer of the wardrobe Weston’s frequently used shirt was kept at, and which tie he liked to match it with.Habit was a scary thing.Stella had previously packed up her luggage, so it only took her less than ten minutes to leave the master bedroom with her luggage bag in tow.The man was seated casually on the living room sofa with an arm propped on the armrest. His black shirt further darkened his expression. Weston had a freshly lit cigarette sandwiched between his fingers.The smoke in the air had yet to dissipate. He narrowed his eyes at Stella, then looked at her luggage bag. “You don’t have to move out. I can give you this mansion.”He recalled how he had pitied her for some reason just now.When Stella was changing into her slippers with her back facing him, he saw how skinny she was from the line
It wasn’t until the hot water splattered onto her that Stella snapped back to her senses.After seeing the dispirited look on Stella’s face, Yvonne understood it all.She didn’t continue the subject but asked, “By the looks of it, you haven’t found a place to stay, have you?”Stella grunted a reply. “I’ll stay at a nearby hotel for now and slowly search for a place.”Her salary as a trainer here was actually quite lucrative.Besides, Yvonne was also a generous person and offered Stella commissions, so Stella had some savings.Yvonne knew many rich wives, and their children had wealthy family backgrounds. So the families who sent their children here to learn extra skills could obviously afford to spend. As a result, Stella had earned quite a bit over the course of a year.However, Roger’s medical bills were a bottomless pit, so Stella had to live frugally.Although Weston had promised to bear Roger’s medical bills, Stella was now with child. She had to work hard for their sake.