Chapter 590

Stella was at a loss as she stared at her own reflection in his eyes.

A moment later, she said self–
derisively , “You‘re truly forgetful. I‘m of the extremely rare Hh blood group and can only have a single c
hild my whole life. I lost that only child I ever had...”

“So what?” Weston leaned closer to her. “We can always try.”

She could tell that he was serious about it, and she furrowed her brows, detesting the thought. “Don‘t jo
ke about such things! I‘ll never have another child in my lifetime, and I
will never have the chance to be a mother!‘

Agitated all of a sudden, she shoved him away. “Whatever you say or do will never change this fact!‘

Her reddened eyes were filled with tears now.

Stella yelled almost hysterically , “Please don‘t suggest something so foolish next
time! You know better than anyone else that I‘ll never have my own child, and
I‘ll never be a mother like those women on television!”

The trauma she had gone through almost took her life. She had wanted so badly to have a happy
family and a child to call her own.

She would do everything she could to raise her child well,
be it a girl or a boy. She would give her child everything.

But she would never force her own thinking on her child.



She would watch her child grow up well.

As her very own flesh and blood, her only hope was to see her child growing up happily and healthily.

All she wanted was a child of her own.

Weston pulled her into his embrace. “I‘m sorry.”

He said into her ear in a hoarse voice,I never
gave up on you. I never planned for them to take you away the day you were abducted.”

He knew that
his explanation was too late and too little. In fact, Stella might not even be willing to hear him out.

But at that point, he simply couldn‘t think of anything else better to say.

Indeed, his words only made Stella struggle harder against him, “I don’t want to hear you say
that! You just

want me to return to what I was in the past, the Stella Sealey who was blindly in love with you!”

“But I‘m not Stella Sealey. I‘m Ella Steele right now...”

She suddenly calmed down and took a deep breath. Then, looking at the man
before her, she said, “Yes, I am Ella Steele now, and I don‘t need a child.

Stella shook her head, torn between laughing and crying. She was clearly emotionally distraught. “You‘r
e right, I don‘t need a child at all... I don‘t like children , the only thing they know is to cry...”

All of a sudden, she grabbed Weston‘s collar. “Don’t you already have a son? His name is Zack. He‘s s
o adorable, and he looks so much like you...”



“You suggested that we try for another child, but you already have a child of your own... how could
you say something like that so casually?”

She was beginning to blabber.

Stella looked at him in doubher eyes still teary.

The look
on her face shattered Weston‘s heart. “If I were to say that Zack isn‘t my child, would you believe me?”

If the child wasn’t his, who then did it belong to, she

thought to herself. Her?

She pressed her forehead against his chest and suddenly banged it hard.
“I‘ll never have my own child again; I‘ll never be pregnant again...”

Her voice was wracked with sobbing.

Weston‘s hands trembled as he pressed against her back to hold her tighter. “You will...”

But he knew all too well that those were mere words of comfort.

In the study

Weston stood on the balconhis back facing the shelves as he fixed his gaze on Stella, seated on the sw
the garden.

He had one hand in his trousers pocket, and her tears stll stained his white shirt


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