Chapter 21

His body stiffened but the didn't turn around immediately.

On the other side of the rooftop, Guinevere was being pressed against the railings by another kidnapper.

Half of her body was over the roof.

She looked at the man in the distance with reddened eyes.

“I’m scared…”

She was trembling and her hair disheveled.

There was even a traumatized expression on her beautiful face.

The usually proud celebrity was now hugging her stomach in fear, staring at her fiance with reddened eyes.

“Don’t come here.

They’ll hurt you!”

Stella wasn’t at all fazed by her wails, and in fact even marveled at her acting skills despite this situation.

If she hadn’t woken up and overheard Guinevere’s conversation with the kidnappers, Stella might have actually been deceived by Guinevere’s acting skills too.

Stella didn’t understand why.

She had never actively provoked them before.

It was Weston who asked for the marriage, ruthlessly brought up divorce, and then wanted her to abort the baby…

Yet, Guinevere wanted her life instead!

Stella only wanted to keep the only child she could ever have.

Why must Guinevere force her to die?

Stella was never given a choice.

She was just a sacrificial item in their game of love!

She said nothing and stared straight at the man, watching him turn without hesitation to walk over to Guinevere.

It was as if that momentary pause she saw earlier was just a misconception.

Between her and Guinevere, Weston would always only choose Guinevere.

What was she hoping for…?

Stella dug her nails into her palm and the sharp pain jolted her mind awake.

She closed her eyes and forced down that surging pain to cry out in a hoarse voice, “Weston! She’s lying to you.

kidnappers are

man behind her covered her mouth firmly before she could

twisted as he glared

“Shut up, b*tch!”

say that too, so her expression stiffened

flash across Weston’s eyes, she quickly regained her senses and

I don’t

if to prove her claims, the man behind her suddenly grabbed her by her shirt

skin and a bloody wound

“Tss…”

Guinevere couldn’t resist hissing.

seemed to be in pain

teeth and stared

knife and held it at Guinevere’s

come closer! Where is the stuff I asked

icy glint in his eyes, Weston tossed the suitcase onto the floor, stepped on it, and kicked, sending the suitcase flying

amount, the

twisted his

“Let them go.

the money and

snorted a

“Mr.

you’re a

so many people here

to actually give you both of these women back, would

his expression

you can choose to

remaining one… We’ll send her back to

abruptly shouted,

her might, yelling, “Believe me

let me return alive,

Her tears kept falling.

came to realize that no matter how tough she acted, she still felt

begging you… Please don’t push

She sobbed.

me, Weston! I’d never lie… You know that… I wouldn’t joke

man’s eyes were dark and

were like crashing waves but he could only

not much

Ford.

will you choose between

“Three!”

“Two!”

“…”

breaking point and he couldn’t conceal the hostility on his

the veins on the back of

teeth, “You’d better return the other one

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