Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

instinctively, but Weston held her

wiping

her ears turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her reaction. “Be more careful. If

I won’t let you

his innuendo filled

world was he thinking

her first, Just then, his phone rang like a police siren that

and saw him furrow his brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced at the incoming caller and flung his phone

Stella still managed

sneered at the man before her. “Not picking

even if it’s

was thick

felt frustration simmering in

 

the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had most likely given up. “It’s already so

room drop by a few degrees. By the time she turned to look at Weston again, the lazy and leisurely atmosphere was all but gone, and

the contempt and disdain in her demeanor and had a sudden urge

cigarette.

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