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?"

briefly, casting his eyes down at

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

In fact, he was almost at his limit when he

muttered with a pout. "These are my

beneath the faucet before washing them

of color gave the room a chic atmosphere while

skin look as delicate as jade. The peach fuzz on the back of her 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

within his arms. His lips were right next to her

referring to

slightly away, trying to avert from his touch. But no matter how she tried to

murmured before planting kisses from the back of her ear to her cheek. "You smell

still

a stoic man who had always kept his feelings 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 he was ablaze with

been captivated by her body. He didn't just

at its peak, the praises he lavished

the roots of her hair. She would sometimes be so flustered 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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