Chapter 1062 Weston came into the living room and glanced at the sofa. “Stella?” 

Stella was nowhere to be found. Joan was out working, so the house was empty. Weston furrowed his brow as a dull feeling of restlessness surged through him. 

Weston searched the bedroom and did not find Stella. Then, he went to the back garden to look. There was still no one in sight. 

Weston‘s face sank instantly. 

He couldn‘t stand it any longer, but he couldn‘t see her when he came home. Then, just as he was about to call her, soft footsteps came from behind him. 

 

Weston turned around and saw Stella appear behind him, holding a handful of thorny noses. Her face was covered in dirt, and her hair was disheveled. Her white nightgown had a few cuts and holes. 

Weston moved his gaze down and stopped at her pale hands. The thorns of the rose had pierced her skin, leaving spots of blood. 

She just stood there, looking at him but not saying a word. 

Stella‘s face

white, delicate, lifeless doll.

eyes looked dazed for a moment. Then, he came back to his senses and strode over to her. He put his hand on her

seeing Weston. She heard her voice answer him calmly, “The roses I planted

her hand and looked at the bruises on her palm, and his

you afraid I‘ll

tightened. It was

She wanted to find some other emotion in his eyes, but there

you be so calm...‘

his death and kept it to himself. He

stand in front of her without any

was oppressive.

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