Chapter 580

Dim lights hung from the ceiling above them.

It was as though a web of fear shrouded them, suffocating every inch of Stella‘s body. 

The kiss he was giving her reminded her of that day on the balcony. 

Weston stood right before her, his handsome face uttering such cruel words. 

He said that he chose Guinevere. 

His reason was that Guinevere feared heights, which meant he wanted her to die in the hands of the violent and wicked kidnappers. 

Stella vividly remembered the hopelessness she was drowning in at that point. 

She remembered the feeling of the warm blood flowing from her body after she jumped from the building. 

She saw herself losing the child she had treasured more than anything else.

The life that she humbly received from Weston was

reduced to a pool of blood. 

That was her only child in her entire life.

to protect her family and unable to save

baby... I‘m

“I’m sorry...” 

 her eyes as tears streamed

 scald Weston as he immediately released

she mumbled repeatedly under

 for failing

 shivering all over, hugging herself and refusing to let go

 her body was heating up and

 alert. “Stella, you‘re

 that pent–up torment she had undergone over the past

the time Weston carried Stella out of the bathroom, she was

 mouth still spouting confused words. She felt terrible,

in an oven.

 to the bedroom and wrapped her up in

 felt like he was holding on to

 

with the blanket and touched

 me the

“Yes, Sir.” 

 had spent too much time in the

 to begin with, and

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