Chapter 557

Instead of crying out, Stella simply endured the pain.

But Weston could see that she was hurt, so he let her go.

“Wash yourself,” he snapped before getting up and stomping out of the bathroom, leaving Stella alone in the bathtub.

Weston closed the door behind him. Now, all that remained in the bathroom was a thick cloud of mist. Stella couldn’t see very clearly. For a good while there, she just sat like a statue in the bathtub.

As the minutes passed, she finally slid down until the bottom half of her face was underwater. She breathed out, creating bubbles in the water. She closed her eyes, but the scenes from her nightmare came flooding back.

She didn’t want to remember all those things… but all she could do now was hug herself tight.

Meanwhile, Weston stood on his bedroom balcony with a glass of champagne in hand. The sight of Stella whimpering and sweating in her sleep still ran fresh in his mind. He didn’t mean to be so cold to her, but the thought of her willing to risk her life for Roger made him burn with rage.

In this state, it would be best for him to just be cold and

he feared that he might really hurt her. Once his tempestuous emotions finally simmered down, he picked up his phone

Stella’s background information and send it to my email,”

it was already midnight, and Ben was about to go to bed, so he

background information…?”

that he called her Miss Ella even when

if Weston wanted

merely frowned and

responded, “I’ email you both sets of background

up the phone

compressed hiles were sent to Weston’s

inside and opened his notebook computer to check

Sealey grew up in a completely normal family. Both of her parents were college professors, and they raised her in a safe and

among their friends and family. Stella and Roger themselves were excellent children that never got in

pause when he learned which university Stella went

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