Chapter 1256: Chapter 1259

Stella brushed his hand off and said, “But I want to have dinner with everyone. Do you have a problem with that?”

Weston sighed, having no choice but to relent to her.

“I’ll go with you then…”

“No,” she stood in front of him, blocking his way. “If you’re there, I’ll lose all my appetite.”

Weston pursed his lips till they became a thin straight line. His face turned gloomy.

Seeing this, Stella smiled and told him, “I’m sorry, but this is my usual temper. If you can’t bear it, you’re free to stay away from me now.”

Weston pressed his eyebrows hard, trying to suppress the burning anger inside him.

“Okay,” he said, returning to his usual nonchalant demeanor, “I’ll go with you, but I’ll make sure you see me.”

don’t Nicole was waiting outside the tent, and when she saw them both coming out, her gaze fell solely on Weston’s body.

“Mr. Ford!” she cried, her eyes lighting up. She pretended she had not met him yet and greeted him, “I didn’t expect to see you here… with Ms. Sealey…”

Weston glanced furtively at her before completely ignoring her. He then hurried after Stella.

Stella stopped abruptly when she saw him behind her. She looked at him and asked, “Didn’t I tell you to stay here?”

Hearing this, Nicole turned around and asked, “But why? Isn’t Mr. Ford having dinner with us too…?”

“He’s not hungry yet,” Stella said before turning to Weston with a smile and asl “Isn’t that right?”

Weston pressed the point between his brows, knowing he had no choice but to agree.

“I’m not hungry yet,” he echoed.

Stella smiled devilishly and told him, “I just took a bath, so I’ve got a lot of dirty laundry…”

She paused and did not finish her sentence.

Weston looked at her with dark, inscrutable eyes before his lips parted to say, “I’ll help you clean them.”

Nicole froze on the spot. She stared at Weston with disbelief and said, “But we have our crew to specially do these chores, Mr. Ford! You…”

“I don’t trust others to do this,” he bluntly interrupted her, then turned to Stella and casually added, “These are clothes that will touch your skin after all, so it would be best if I wash them myself.”

Stella nodded, signifying that she agreed.

“I’ll leave it to you then,” she said. “I’m joining the others for dinner now.”

She was only saying that to tease him, of course. Little did she expect that Weston would actually do her laundry. Besides, she wondered if a man like him even knew what the words “doing laundry” meant.

The whole crew was already seated when she got to the dining table. Bradley looked around, pulled up a chair for her, and then asked her, “Wh in’t Mr. Ford come along with you?”

“He’s probably busy with something,” she replied vaguely.

Some people who had accompanied Weston there also noticed Weston’s absence and were about to get him, but Stella stopped them.

“There’s no need,” she said. “He’s busy with something right now.‘

Since she said he was busy, the others had nothing more to say, so they just sat back down, even though they were quietly wondering what was going on.

It irked Nicole to no end that Stella could just sit there happily, enjoying her dinner, while Weston stayed in her tent, not coming out for dinner because he was doing her laundry.

It had been a long day, and he had not eaten anything yet –would he be alright? Could his body endure it?

What a wicked woman!

She couldn’t take it any longer. She rose to her feet and announced, “Since it looks like Mr. Ford is busy with something, I’d better bring him his food later.”

When she finished speaking, everyone there fell silent. Their heads turned towards the two women.

None of them knew what to say.

Anyone who was not blind could tell what kind of feelings Weston Ford harbored for Stella Sealey.

But what was just as obvious was Nicole’s feelings towards Weston.

In a situation as such, everyone decided that it would be best not to interfere.