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 her people…

covered her mouth

twisted as he glared at

“Shut up, b*tch!”

expected Stella to suddenly say that too, so her expression stiffened

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

saying? I don’t even

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

metal scratched her skin and a bloody

“Tss…”

Guinevere couldn’t resist hissing.

in pain but

and stared at Weston with teary eyes,

out a knife and held it at

Where is the

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

the amount, the kidnappers signaled

his wrists

“Let them go.

the

snorted a

“Mr.

a smart

brought so many people here with

women back,

said that, his expression immediately

here on time, you can choose to take one of these women back with

for the remaining one… We’ll send her

she abruptly

“Believe me just this once! They’re really Guinevere’s

me return alive,

Her tears kept falling.

that no matter how tough she acted, she

don’t push

She sobbed.

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

were dark and

he

not much time left,

Ford.

will you choose between

“Three!”

“Two!”

“…”

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

his fists tight and the veins on the back of

teeth, “You’d

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