The creaking sounds finally stopped. On this heavy night, low, husky voices gradually calmed down. A subtle rustling sound of fabric could be heard as the man got up, putting on his clothes. As Stella Sealey looked at the scratch marks on his back, she felt a sudden impulse, and reflexively grabbed his wrist. “Could you stay here tonight?” Weston paused. Without turning back and letting her keep the view of his perfectly toned back, he buttoned up his shirt. Stella was anxious. Her fingers clenched at the already wrinkled sheets, further crumpling them. She held her breath as if to wait for his judgment. After a long while, she heard him say, “Okay.” Stella breathed a sigh of relief. She even felt tears well up in her eyes. The man turned around. He was strikingly tall and had chiseled handsome features, and his deep eyes looked like the starry night sky. This man was her husband, Weston Ford. Sole heir of Ford Corporation, he was the youngest man to ever top the Fo
Divorce?Stella couldn’t describe how she felt when she saw the divorce agreement. She sat down and squeezed her hands at the hems of her shirt. “W-why?”She looked up, finally staring him straight in the eyes.She had never looked at him directly before even when they were making love last night.There was always an imposing distance and iciness in his cold but charming eyes. Like an everlasting iceberg, no one could ever gain his pity or love.Just like the staff in his company, Stella was afraid of looking him in the eyes.However, divorce was a major issue. She wanted to know why he had suddenly decided to do this. Even if she didn’t have the right to refuse, he could at least give her a reason…“There’s no reason.”There was no emotion in his tone. He got up slowly and swept a glance at her, exuding an oppressing aura. “Sign it after you’ve read through it.”Stella’s gaze fell to the divorce agreement.Instead of taking it, she hung her head, looking rather pale.There
As if she had sensed Stella’s gaze, the woman stopped.Holding her phone in one hand, with delicate eyebrows and the glamor of a pampered face, she quickly cast Stella a glance before talking softly on the phone, saying, “I’ll wait for you at the hospital.”Then, she hung up and extended a hand at Stella, smiling as she said, “Hi, I’m Guinevere.”Stella was stunned. She extended her hand out of confusion and said, “Hi, I’m Stella…”Guinevere only took Stella’s hand briefly before pulling away, frowning slightly. After seeing how harmless Stella looked, her lips relaxed into a smile. “It seems like I’ve misunderstood. When you were staring at me just now, I thought you were a fan who had recognized me and wanted my autograph.”Upon hearing this, Stella felt her hand that had just shaken Guinevere’s burn up. Her face flushed too. “I’m sorry… I wasn’t staring at you on purpose.”She pursed her lips before telling the truth. “I overheard you talking on the phone and heard a familiar
Roger had only met Weston once. On the day Stella and Weston got their marriage certificate, Weston had treated Roger to a meal.Weston had always maintained a gentleman’s image in front of outsiders and his manners were impeccable, so Roger had a good impression of him.At that moment, Stella stared at Roger dazedly while holding her breath.Why was Weston here?He didn’t even answer her call earlier.Roger didn’t notice Stella acting strange. He was waving at the door excitedly, calling out, “Brother-in-Law!”Yet, the man merely passed by without stopping.Finally, Roger put down his arm in confusion. “Sis, did Brother-in-Law get the wrong room?”Having said that, he was about to lift his blanket and get out of bed. “He must have gone the wrong way. I’ll go get him.”Stella snapped back to her senses then. “Don’t go!”Weston had just brought up divorce with her this morning, so he might not be here for her sake. Hence, they might get into a fight if Roger abruptly went ov
Just as the atmosphere between them mellowed down, a woman’s voice interrupted them.“Weston, why didn’t you wait for me outside?”The sound of high heels clicking against the floor got closer until Guinevere’s gorgeous face appeared before them.When she noticed the two of them, she slowed down and glanced at Stella, feeling surprised. “Ms. Sealey, why are you here too? Did you need anything else?”She stood beside Weston naturally and latched onto his arm.Weston looked at her, frowning slightly, but he didn’t push her away. He asked, “Do you know her?”Guinevere leaned against his arm affectionately and smiled. “We met just now. I even thought she was my fan.”Stella felt as if she had been struck by lightning when she saw how relaxed and intimate they were. She didn’t know how to respond for a moment there.Her lashes trembled and she dug her nails into her palms. “Mr. Ford…”It was easy to tell that her voice was breaking. Confusion and hurt were visible in her eyes. Fo
Stella stared at Weston with reddened eyes. She was waiting for an explanation, waiting for him to talk to her.Weston glanced at her, stopping only briefly before he retracted his gaze and showed no emotion.“Let’s go,” he said to Guinevere gently.Guinevere shrugged with a smile on her face. Then, she glanced at Stella with compassion in her eyes. Stunned, Stella was rooted to the spot as she watched them leave. Tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.She had wanted to rush over and demand an explanation.But she couldn’t move at all, as if roots had grown out of her feet.Guinevere was already six months pregnant…But they had been married for six months too!So Weston had gotten Guinevere pregnant shortly after they got married.Was he still in touch with Guinevere during the time they were married as well?Did he come home and hug her after he had just hugged Guinevere? Did he come back and kiss her after he had just kissed Guinevere? Did he…Stella’s frame shud
Even with her back against him, Stella could sense his sharp gaze on her.After gagging for a bit, she realized something as well.Her period… was a few days late this month.After this thought was planted, it gradually grew out vines that enveloped her heart.What would her child with Weston be like… ?“Stella,” a man’s deep voice called, sounding forceful and seemingly probing her.Stella shuddered before snapping out of her reverie.He was going to divorce her, and Guinevere was pregnant with his child too.So it didn’t matter even if she was pregnant with his child. She even had a feeling that he would have her abort the baby without an ounce of hesitation…She dared not turn around, afraid of meeting the man’s eyes.Weston seemed impatient and stepped forward oppressively. “What’s wrong?”Stella chuckled bitterly on the inside. By the time she turned around, she was wearing a nonchalant expression. “Oh, I might have caught a cold last night, so my stomach feels unwell…”
She had heard that Weston randomly married a woman to anger her, but she had never thought anything about it thus far. Weston grabbed her wrist and slowly pushed her away before making her sit beside him. “An unimportant person.” Guinevere’s eyes twinkled, and her lips curled up slightly. “I’m very satisfied with your answer, so I’m giving you a reward.” Having said that, she leaned over, wanting to kiss him. Her red lips were supposedly alluring, but Weston frowned instead. He subtly evaded and caressed her hair. “You have something on your mouth.” Guinevere was stunned. Shock flashed in her eyes, and then she chuckled. “It’s just lipstick… Fine, I know that you’re a germaphobe, so I’ll give you your reward after I remove my makeup.” Weston grunted in reply before moving away to get up. He picked up the suit jacket he had casually draped on the back of the sofa and said, “I have something to do. Rest well.” Guinevere leaned into the sofa and gave him a half-hearted smi