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?"

he answered briefly, casting his eyes down

another room," he told her as he led her to the bathroom.* Someone will come and move our stuff later. Right now, you should wash all the

neat freak. In fact, he was almost at his

muttered with a pout. "These are my

placed her hands beneath the

countertop was spotless. This choice of color gave the room a chic atmosphere while not looking too cold

hand and the flush of pink on the exposed fleshy parts of her fingers starkly contrasted against the dark gray backdrop, making her skin look exceptionally

arms. His lips were right next to her ear when he softly murmured in a hoarse voice, "How is it so fair,

was referring to

turned her head slightly away, trying to avert from his touch. But no matter how she tried to evade him, he still caught up

so tender..." he murmured before planting kisses from the back of her ear to her cheek. "You

remained relatively clear-headed. "It's still early. It’s not

would he say such sweet and tender words to her. He was especially generous with praise

He didn't just love her skin, but he even adored

its peak, the praises he lavished on

flustered by his words that no matter how exhausted

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