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

firm arms and stayed in his embrace. Weston had always enjoyed having her in his arms. He loved the feeling of

he tidied her messy hair with one hand. “Smoking isn‘t good. You

do it.”

She looked up and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Didn‘t you

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

to conceive. Then, they would not have to take any safety

pregnant

chance, but Weston wanted to see her smile again, so he was willing to give

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

smoking, but you’re just lighting it...

in her

straight and stared at her for a few

“Anyway, you‘ve taught me a lot of

pool, tying Windsor

his eyes and said,

seemed convinced. A certain indescribable

one who had taught her everything and nurtured her with all his heart. As a man, this sense of accomplishment

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