Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 31 Those words caused Weston to brush his hand against his face.

The corner of his lips twitched when he saw the smear of blood that appeared on the back of his hand.

“She certainly didn’t pull her punches…!! The image of Stella as she appeared to him just moments ago popped up in his mind.

Thinking of their recent meeting, Weston languidly massaged his temples.

He always knew Stella couldn’t possibly only want to see him.

According to his plans, things should’ve wrapped up nicely after he sent Stella and Roger away.

They should’ve gotten back on track Yet, when Ben suddenly told him about Stella, he completely sidetracked and did what he never planned-agreeing to come to the hospital.

The fact that she rejected him was another unexpected outcome.

Weston closed his eyes.

The stormy turmoil inside him that started when he saw Stella falling off the building had calmed significantly after learning she was safe.

However, now, it was showing signs of returning He had never been considered impulsive, but he seemed to lose all self-control the moment he saw Stella.

Weston opened his eyes.

“Let her do whatever she wants.” “What… What do you mean, Mr.

furtively at the

time,” he

of her requests as best you

Ford,” answered Ben.

sending them to Fern City tomorrow?” “Are all preparations in Fern City complete?” “Everything’s been

Ford,” replied Ben.

“Ms.

Sealey and Mr.

peaceful life there.” A mere wall separated them, but Stella heard nothing that was going

doubts that the man was right there

eyes; her body still

overcame her moments

those fateful moments repeatedly, her heart growing ever colder with each

until today that she found out she hadn’t

her hand on her belly, and tears

up, not allowing herself to shed a single tear, That was the only child she could have ever had in her life… Vet ever since waking up, Weston had never uttered a word about the child, as if

pain, all he could care about was if her

city, out of his sight… What had she done to deserve pain and suffering of such magnitude? Stella curled up in a ball, allowing waves of hatred and resentment to wash through

way to get justice and revenge… all she could do now was to helplessly and shamefully follow his plans, leaving this

tightened her fists into

pain, she

so bad