Chapter 562 

A thin, wry smile crept upon Weston’s face. His eyes glinted with cynicism. 

“You’re buttering me up to make me feel bad so I won’t hurt Roger, aren’t you?” 

“I know exactly what you’re doing,” he added, pinching Stella’s nose. “Don’t even think of pulling those tricks on me.” 

Judging from his tone, Stella could tell that he wouldn’t do anything to Roger, so she sighed in relief. 

“But you said it yourself, didn’t you? He’s going abroad soon. I don’t have much time left to be with him. Plus, you know he’s always sick, so it’s only natural that I worry about him.” 

She then looked up at Weston and added, “If you have just one family member left in this world, you’d be as anxious as I am…” 

At that moment, although they were snuggling each other in bed, Weston suddenly felt as if there was a vast distance between them. 

He raised her chin and looked deep into her soul. “If he’s the only family you have left, then what am I?” 

He touched her chest with his finger. 

to

then smiled.

you are?” she replied,

eyes turned turbulent. He leaned down

on the lips. 

alcohol wafted into her nose. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to accept this intimacy. They’d just gotten home and even fought just now, so she didn’t have the time to take the pill, which meant his touches right now repulsed her. This resentment towards him was rooted at the bottom of her heart, not something that she could

asked her, “Why are you so tense? Are

just don’t feel well, that’s all… Can we do it tomorrow

the strand of hair that fell on

his eyes which made her

minute,” she begged. “I’ll go wash up

you just came out of the bath!” he quickly interjected.

Weston pinned her

angry, you know. Aren’t you

something to make up for

peered down at her

eyes and slowly explained, “I wasn’t that thorough

even her voice was

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