Chapter 890

Roger laughed and cried hysterically.

“You‘d even love a person like him. What else can I say? Don‘t worry. I won‘t stand in your way. You two
can love each other. Don‘t mind me...”

“What...” Stella was so angry that she wanted to slap him again, but she did not. She could not bear to
slap him again after seeing the red slap mark on his face.

Roger had turned white in a fury. He almost wanted to put his hands on his chest, but he held back and
refused to show his weakness in front of her.

How could Stella not tell?

She dropped her head and said in a hoarse voice, “If you feel unwell, call the nurse. Someone will check
on you… I‘ll have someone send you back to school in two days.”

She stared at her toes and said cruelly, “You‘re not allowed to wander around again. If there‘s nothing,
don‘t come looking for me. You... You‘re not invited to the wedding.”

Roger looked at her with an ashen and tense face. He refused to say a word.

After looking at him a few more times, Stella finally sighed and left the ward.

As soon as Stella closed the door behind her, she felt weak. The conversation had drained her of all her
strength.

She looked at the tightly shut door for a long time and could barely recover.

Her relationship with Roger... Roger...



What was it all about all these years? It was like a joke.

Stella laughed at herself. At this point, Roger was the only one she was worried about, but in the end,
she had to avoid him the most. How ironic was that?

Stella walked a few steps forward and saw Weston waiting at the end of the hallway. He was standing on
the balcony, his figure long and graceful.

Weston casually rested his long and slender hand on the railing, looking lonely yet cool.

Ben saw her and came over. “Mrs. Ford, I‘ll call Mr. Ford over here...”

“No need.” Stella shook her head. “Go and do your thing. I‘ll talk to him.”

She was telling him to give them some privacy.

Ben nodded understandingly. “Alright. I‘ll talk to the hospital staff.”

Meanwhile, Weston was standing on the balcony. He looked very charming just standing there. He had
always been attractive.

He always attracted the crowd‘s attention without doing anything. Stella remembered the time when she
met him at the hospital.

It was a similar scene.

When she met him again, he was standing on the balcony and smoking. She recognized him right away.
At that time, she was still struggling with Roger‘s medical bills. She had no time to care about her
feelings for him since she was a teenager.



Besides, he was such a capable man. She was not qualified to even get close to him. However, it was
Weston who had saved her. This high and mighty man was the one who had reached out to her during
her hardest time.

Stella felt she probably would never forget Weston‘s words to her at that time.

“Will you marry me?”

At that moment, her secret love for him for all these years had finally become true. The joy overwhelmed
her so much that she had forgotten to find out why he had married her.

Stella held on to her beautiful dream and lived on tiptoes. Despite that, she ended up in a mess.

She probably would never forget the scene on the rooftop either.

Weston watched as the kidnappers held her at knifepoint and said without hesitation, “I choose Gwen.”

What he had said had caused her excruciating pain. He was the only man who had given her heaven
and hell.

A light breeze came in early summer.




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