Chapter 891

Stella came to the balcony. It was rare for her to take the initiative to hug him from behind. “When did you come over? Why didn‘t you go in?”

Weston stiffened for a moment. He flicked the dust off the cigarette and watched the light of the burning cigarette between his fingers.

The white smoke rose and made his features look more distinct.

Stella looked down at the cigarette and asked, “Why are you smoking again?”

She rubbed her face against his broad back and ran her hand along the firm line on his muscular arm. She touched the cigarette between his fingers and asked, “I thought you‘d quit smoking.”

Some time ago, she had found out that Weston had stopped smoking. She wondered why he had started smoking again.

Weston straightened up and pulled his arm back. He wanted to put out the cigarette, but Stella stopped him.

“Don‘t...” Stella saw his intention and said, “Don‘t put it out yet. I want to try it too.”

Weston‘s action paused. He glanced down at her and raised his eyebrows. “You want to try?”

nodded. “I‘ve never smoked

leaned into his firm arms and stayed in his embrace. Weston had always enjoyed having

watched as the wind messed up her hair, and he tidied her messy hair with

do it.”

and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Didn‘t you just smoke too? Why do you get to smoke,

low laugh. He pinched her nose and said, “I‘m not smoking. I only lit

Stella would be fit enough to conceive. Then, they would not have to

pregnant

see her smile again, so he was willing to give it a

pregnant, so he would not smoke. However, he would light one whenever he was in a bad

“What a waste. You‘re not smoking, but you’re just lighting it... Why don’t you let me

her eyes. She

and stared at her for a

“Anyway, you‘ve taught me a

tying Windsor knots,

looked into his eyes and said, “It‘s just one more

A certain indescribable

and nurtured her with all his heart. As a

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