Chapter 617

Weston called Stella’s name once, but no one answered.

He loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket, and casually left it in the entryway.

When he walked to the master room, he heard the sound of water coming from inside. His eyes turned to the bathroom. Then, he strode forward and walked toward the bedroom.

He could see Stella’s reflection on the glass door of the bathroom. She was undressing, unaware of his arrival.

The man’s hand was on the doorknob. He wanted to open the door and enter directly, but he suddenly stopped and looked straight at Stella’s every move reflected on the glass door.

As she bent over and raised her hand…

Weston’s eyes deepened slowly. He gulped, and then let go of the doorknob. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

“Stella…” Weston’s raspy voice was low and hoarse. He saw the reflection on the glass door and froze for a moment. Then, Stella’s voice came.

“You’re back?”

his lips in a

reason, he loved to see Stella panic or at a loss. He loved seeing her panicking because of him. Her cute frightened

relax, but Weston had come back suddenly. She was at a loss as to what to

stood still, she awkwardly asked, “Can you do me

Hearing her

She realized she did not bring any clothes or a bathrobe in,

the man. After a long while,

 

she wanted the ground to swallow her up. Despite that, she put on a

her face was flushed red

hard

get her pajamas. When he took her pajamas, the phone he casually placed on the bedside table beeped. He took a glance

about Stella’s experience at the clothing store in a detailed report. She

her as a credit card thief when he called

an impassive face, but this time, his eyes turned cold in

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