NovelEnglishChapter 311
She originally thought that her chance to make it big had finally arrived but little did she expect that it
would mean the end for her.
At Stardust Mansion.
In the kitchen.
Stella retracted her gaze and pretended that she overheard nothing.
She sipped on the cold water that slid down her throat, clearing her befuddled mind.
She heard how heartless and ruthless Weston was when he spoke to that woman over the phone.
Stella did not care about the women that Weston had outside, but the outcome of the woman on the
phone made her wary.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe warned herself that no matter when or where, she should never forget that men were inherently
unreliable.
When he fancied it, he could treat another woman just as he treated her; with tender love and care that
would mesmerize and captivate her soul.
But when he left on his whim and fancy, he was no different from a stranger,
Having experienced his heartlessness for a long time, Stella refused to be fooled by him again.
Weston failed to find Stella in her room but ended up bumping into her when she walked out of the
kitchen. “Who was that on the phone just now?” Stella asked with a smile. Instead of replying, Weston
walked naturally to her, took the cup from her hands, and sipped on it. “I drank from it just now,” Stella
instinctively reminded him. He glanced at her without a word. But the look on his face told her that he
did not care. “Which part of your body have I not seen yet? It‘s just sharing a cup. What‘s the big deal?”
Stella remained silent. She walked to the hall and switched on the television. He sat down next to her
and pulled her in his arms, gently hugging her.
Since he ended the call, Stella felt uncomfortable in his arms and instinctively wanted to avoid his
touch.
Yet, she couldn‘t be too conspicuous about the repulsion she naturally felt. Weston could feel her
resistance and tightened his hold around her as he furrowed his brows.
“What‘s the matter?”
“Nothing.” “Then why are you fussing?” “I‘m not fussing,” Stella replied with a hint of annoyance,
Weston pinched her chin and turned her face towards him. “You‘re not? Do you need a mirror to see
how you look?”
Stella remained silent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuddenly, she sneered and said, “Are you sure you didn‘t say anything over the phone just
now?”
He paused for a while as realization dawned upon him. “Were you eavesdropping on me?” he
chuckled
Stella pursed her lips, clearly displeased. She turned her face away, refusing to look at him. Weston‘s
spirits lifted immensely. “You heard everything?” He turned her face towards him again. “No wonder
you‘re mad. What exactly did you hear? Tell me.” Stella grimaced, and said, “Nothing, I just think that
you‘re being rather stingy, Mr. Ford. That woman in Lowe Garden was with you for quite a while but
you dismissed her with that little bit of money?” She forced herself to pretend she cared. He knew that
Weston liked her behaving like this, and she wanted to lower his guard. “What else could I do? Should I
treat her like I treat you, spending so much time and effort to please you, but to no avail?”
Weston bit Stella‘s lower lip. “I don‘t have that much time to please so many women.”
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