Chapter 986

Weston made Stella stand up.

She glanced at her potted plants destroyed by the man who fell in earlier and became somewhat distressed.

"The soil is full of broken glass...” she grumbled.

"Let others deal with it."

Weston's eyebrows twitched when he saw that she was about to clean up the soil with her bare hands. With a much sterner voice, he told her, "Stop. You'll hurt your hands."

He forbade her from doing anything else and pulled her away.

"Did you get hurt just now?"

"No," she shook her head. "I didn’t."

She then paused to think before asking, "Does your mom have a heart disease?"

down at her. "She's had it for many

another room," he told her as he led her to the bathroom.* Someone will come

freak. In fact, he was almost at his limit when he had to suppress his revulsion while holding her

muttered with

hands beneath the

was lavish, and the gray countertop was spotless. This choice of color gave the room a chic atmosphere while not looking too

jade. The peach fuzz on the back of her hand and the flush of pink on the exposed fleshy parts of her fingers starkly

almost encircling her within his arms. His lips were right next to her ear when he softly murmured in a hoarse

was referring to her

slightly away, trying to avert from his touch. But no matter how she tried to evade him, he still caught up to her, with his hot breath filling the crook

the back of her ear to

clear-headed. "It's still early. It’s not even dark

and emotions concealed. Only when he was in bed would he say such sweet and tender words to her. He was especially generous with praise when

body. He didn't just love her skin, but

his passion was at its peak, the praises he lavished on her far exceeded

by his words that no matter how exhausted she was from their lovemaking, she would still try to cover his mouth with her trembling hands so that he would

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