Chapter 772 

Weston pursed his lips and looked at her with a fixed gaze and deep eyes. He only had her reflections in his eyes. ‘I should not have left her alone in that place,’ Weston thought. If he had not let her stay out there alone, Guinevere would not have gotten the chance to hurt her, and the incident today would not have happened.

He suddenly recalled the day Stella had leaped from the rooftop. He could not help feeling like he would lose her again after he had learned that she had disappeared from the hotel.

He had already lost her once. He could not bear to lose her again. It was too tormenting for him. That feeling of loss never left him, but fortunately, she was still here. Fortunately, she was still unharmed.

Weston breathed a sigh and picked her up. He adjusted her position so that she was more comfortable in his arms.

“I won’t let you go again,” he said, as if to soothe her. It also sounded like a vow.

Ben stood at the door and controlled the traffic in and out. They had sealed off the bar.

one was allowed

Stella had calmed down a little, Weston

half-dead man away. Weston had indeed used all his force to beat him up. That man lay lifelessly on the ground like he was already dead. He could not resist when the bodyguards lifted him and dragged him to the floor. Stella took a deep breath and finally came to

When he looked down and saw her torn clothes and unzipped zipper, his eyes turned

the summer shirt was dragged

 

front of him. He could not resist, so he

his collar. When he saw his hands, it felt

break his arms too, but he was one step

were hanging limply

already passed out. He did not

piece of sh*t. How

pulled a knife out of his palm and lifted the man’s hand. Then, he slashed the man’s palm a little by a

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