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.

her hand back instinctively, but Weston held her hand

hand in wiping

made her ears turn red. The sight made

let you off

his innuendo filled remark,

world was

then, his phone rang like a police siren

gaze and saw him furrow his brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced at

how quickly he did so, Stella still managed to see the name on the

sneered at

if it’s

was thick with

felt frustration

 

not pick up his call. He simply picked up the wine glass on 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 late. Mr.

all but gone, and there was only

demeanor and had a sudden urge to

cigarette.

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