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.

got up and glanced furtively at the

time,”

of her requests as best you can.”

Ford,” answered Ben.

tomorrow?” “Are all preparations in Fern City complete?” “Everything’s been done according to your

Ford,” replied Ben.

“Ms.

Sealey and Mr.

completely new identities and they can begin a safe, peaceful life there.” A mere wall separated them, but Stella heard nothing that was going

had no doubts that the man was right there in

closed her eyes; her body still trembling from head

moments

forced herself to recall those fateful moments repeatedly, her heart

until today that she found out she hadn’t abated the hatred in

her hand on her belly, and tears began to well

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

her most excruciating pain, all he could care about was if her existence would

done to deserve pain and

revenge… all she could do now was to helplessly and shamefully follow his

her

pain,

bad that