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.

and

baby... I‘m sorry...”

“I’m sorry...” 

 eyes as

as he

 him. Instead, she mumbled repeatedly under her breath, “I‘m

 fault for failing to protect you...”

herself and refusing

 that her body was heating

became alert. “Stella,

 torment she had undergone over the past few

Weston carried Stella out of the bathroom, she

 still spouting confused words. She felt terrible, as if her

in an oven.

 the bedroom and wrapped her up in

so high that carrying her felt like he was holding on to a

 

was covered well with the blanket and touched her forehead,

 me the thermometer.”

“Yes, Sir.” 

 they had spent too much time in the bathroom, and the water

 with, and

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