Chapter 142 Anger boiled inside Stella. 

She could sense that the man in front of her was enraged. 

His hand pinned her shoulder down so hard it felt like he intended to break her bones. 

Weston held her tightly in his arms, wishing badly that he could keep every piece of her to himself. 

He couldn’t contain his rage at the sight of her smiling at the guy. It was only after they kissed that he felt somewhat better. 

As he smooched her, his hands couldn’t stop moving around her body. In utter disgust, Stella shoved him away with all her might. “Let go of me!” 

was really fighting hard to not

affection only repelled

became. “So you’re willing to degrade yourself in order to

kid is barely 10 years younger than you!

started to tear

and without thinking, she slapped him hard on the face. Weston wasn’t prepared for that.

slightly and held himself up.

on his face, such as a bruised corner of his lips. She didn’t know who he was fighting with, but she didn’t care. She just thought what he said before was awful. “I’d rather die than be your and Guinevere’s son’s stepmother!” I’ll never forget how my kid

eyes as the memories haunted him.

about it. He clenched his fist and suddenly slammed it on the wall. A stream of blood cascaded down his fingers and down the wall. The

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255