Chapter 561

Stella kept quiet and climbed into bed. She opened the blanket and lay her body down.

She had planned to talk to him about Roger tomorrow, but then the moment she lay down in bed,
Weston immediately turned over to the other side with his back facing her. It was obvious that he was
still mad.

She could almost feel a cold aura emanating from him. They were both lying in the same bed, yet it felt
like they were on the opposite ends of the world.

Stella stared at his back, recalling the days when they had just gotten married. Weston was not used to
sharing a bed with someone else, so the minute they were done having sex, he would instantly get up
and leave.

This man never failed to leave indelible impressions on her. He would make her feel the utmost joy she
could never have imagined, then drag her down to the deepest depths of hell where anguish and
sorrow thrived.

For countless nights, she would stare quietly at his back, not daring to touch him.

But now, with a cold and indifferent heart, she gained the courage to inch closer to him with an
appearance of warmth and tenderness. She was willing to do anything to get what she wanted from
him. It was much easier now when she felt nothing

for him, now that she didn’t care for pleasing him at all. In fact, it was only when she was unsure about
her feelings for him that she found it hard to do these things.

She suddenly realized that perhaps she’d spent so much time with him that she could now act the way
he wanted her to without a second thought.



But she was willing to do it, as long as she could get what she wanted

Weston could probably sense her leaning closer to him because he suddenly moved even further away
from her.

But this did not deter Stella.

If this happened in the past, she would’ve been utterly heartbroken. She would’ve spent hours upon
hours thinking about what she must’ve done to offend him.

But now, she remained completely unruffled. All she had to do was inch ever closer to him and hug him
from behind. She could feel his body tense up the moment her hands wrapped around his waist. But he
did not push her away.

This emboldened her. She got even closer to him and brushed her chin lightly against his back.



“Please stop being angry with me…” she murmured.

Weston didn’t respond, but his breathing got heavier.

Stella knew that he wasn’t completely unmoved by her gestures, so she nuzzled against his neck and
whispered in his ear, “l

know you’re just worried about me… I promise I’ll never do anything reckless like that ever again,
okay? Besides, wasn’t it natural for me to be worried about Roger? He’s my brother, you know. You
can’t possibly be jealous of him…”

Her voice got gradually softer the longer she spoke, and she even sounded very meek and docile.



Weston’s emotions were still in disarray, so even if he planned to ignore her, that trembling nasal voice
of hers completely drove him off the rails.

“So now you’re telling me who I can or can’t be jealous of, huh?”

He then finally turned over to face her and pulled her into his arms.

After a long pause, he asked, “Isn’t he going abroad soon?”

“Yes…” Stella’s heart suddenly wavered. She looked up at him and hurriedly added, “But you mustn’t
interfere with his studies!”

Seeing her getting so anxious for Roger frustrated Weston. But he endured it anyway.

“Why are you so worried that I’d harm him?” he asked, teasing her lips with his fingers.

She was always so distressed whenever it came to Roger’s affairs as if he was the most important man
in her life.

Stella gazed into his eyes for a long time before her expression gradually softened. She leaned gently
against his chest and purred, “I know you’d never do such a thing…”

With her voice warm and gentle, it was as though she completely trusted him.

She knew Weston liked that, even if he never told her so. She knew now that whenever she acted as if
she trusted him, he would always give her whatever she wanted.


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