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.

are

her mouth firmly before she

anxious and twisted as he glared

“Shut up, b*tch!”

expected Stella to suddenly say that too, so

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

you saying? I don’t even know these

claims, the man behind her suddenly grabbed her by her shirt collar and rammed her against

scratched her skin

“Tss…”

Guinevere couldn’t resist hissing.

in

gritted her teeth and stared at Weston with teary eyes,

out a knife and held it at

is the stuff I

the suitcase onto the floor, stepped on it, and kicked, sending

counting the amount, the kidnappers signaled to each

his wrists in

“Let them go.

the

snorted a

“Mr.

a smart

even brought so many people here with

to actually give you both of these women back, would my brothers and I be

that, his expression

money here on time, you can choose to take one of

We’ll send her back

and she abruptly shouted, “Weston,

her might, yelling, “Believe me just

won’t let me

Her tears kept falling.

realize that no matter how tough she acted, she still felt incredibly

begging you… Please don’t

She sobbed.

I’d never lie… You know that… I wouldn’t joke about something as serious

man’s eyes were dark and

emotions were like crashing waves but he could only grit his teeth and

not much time left,

Ford.

choose

“Three!”

“Two!”

“…”

point

clenched his fists tight and the veins on the back of

teeth, “You’d better return

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