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

in his embrace. Weston had always enjoyed having her in

as the wind messed up her hair, and he tidied her messy hair with one hand. “Smoking

do it.”

upset. She looked up and rested her chin on his shoulder. “Didn‘t you just smoke too?

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

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

pregnant with

wanted to see her smile again, so he was willing

pregnant, so he would not smoke. However, he would light

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

light twinkle in her eyes. She seemed

stared at her for a few

Stella nodded. “Anyway, you‘ve taught me

pool, tying Windsor

looked into his eyes and said,

seemed convinced. A certain

who had taught her everything and nurtured her with all his heart. As a man,

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