Chapter 1292: Chapter 1295

“Do you consider love at first sight as something frivolous?”

The man said, [You’ve loved Weston for so many years. Didn’t you fall in love with him at first sight?]

Stella said, “Of course not.”

She recalled the past. “I only liked him because he helped me.”

[Did he? Tell me about it.]

She pinched her glabella. “I didn’t have a deep connection with him at that time. I didn’t even talk to him. He and Guinevere are people of the same world, one that does not intersect with the world of people like us. Our worlds were like two parallel lines.

I was a little high- minded when studying, so maybe some people did not like me. At that time, a dropout liked me. He confessed to me, but I rejected him. So he and his friends blocked me on my way from school. I was alone and was almost dragged by them to the alley. Weston saw it and helped me…”

The man did not seem to think there was such a thing and slightly raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t expect this.”

“Yes. I also did not expect that a man like him would actually help me.

”

She thought he was talking about not expecting Weston to be so warm–hearted and said, “He is always so cold and looked aloof. That is why not many girls dared to confess to him even though he was handsome and had good grades and a good family background. Only Guinevere was around him all the time.”

She did not expect that she would talk about her past with this man.

Perhaps it was because he was Joan’s son that she was not wary of him.

The man chuckled and said gently, [So, you loved him for so many years because of this?]

“Yes.”

She propped up her chin and stared forward blankly. “It feels like you’re listening to it with great interest.

If you really like me, shouldn’t you be jealous when you hear me talking about another man’s past?

“That’s a trick only young boys use.”

The man said calmly, [Men would be more tolerant. Moreover, you are single now and have no one in your heart. So I can, of course, treat your past with tolerance.]

She could not help but laugh. “You must be a few years younger than me, but you are talking like my elder. Not even a thirty–year–old would look more mature than you.”

She only felt that his words were a joke.

After the meal, the man stood up automatically and walked to her side to pick her up.

Stella was surprised. She wanted to push him away, but he held her by the waist.

Although he did not speak, she could feel his body’s dominant and irresistible aura.

“If I remember correctly, I think I just said that you are not allowed to hug me casually, right?” She was a bit annoyed.

But she was still blind and could not just push him away.

The man walked to the bathroom with her still in his arms. He turned on the tap and put her hands into the running water to wash her fingers.

He felt a distinct sense of detachment as he pinched her bony fingers.

Stella intuited that it was a lovely pair of hands, just like Weston’s.

The rubbing of skin was somehow electrifying. After washing her hands, the man pulled another piece of paper towel and scrubbed her clean before typing a line and playing it with a mechanical voice-

[You did say that, but I also just made my attitude clear that I want to pursue you.]

She frowned, and her face turned gloomy. “I thought you were joking just now, so I did not bother with you. You are Joan’s son, so I hope I would need to say it too harshly. I am single now, but it does not mean I need a man. Can you understand what I said?”

[Yes.]

The man looked at her. [I just want to pursue you. I don’t mean for you to say yes to me right away.]

Stella took a deep breath. “Don’t give me that reason about how you like me is your business alone. It has nothing to do with you, but your liking has affected me.”

“What then? I can’t control it. Are you able to control your feelings?”