Unable to resist, Weston reached out to touch her hair. However, Stella instantly smacked his hand away with a deep frown. âDonât touch me!â
âWhy are you turning your back on me?â Weston asked, resisting the urge to embrace her. âDo you still have him in your heart?â
âDonât ask such a frivolous question.â
âHave you ever thought about starting a new relationship?â
âYes, I have,â Stella replied indifferently. âBut as you know, I have two children. Although they are abroad now, theyâve been with me all the while, never apart until now.
I desire to stay with my children more than I desire to find a man.â
âTheyâre all grown up and can be away from you. When they start school, youâll have your own time.
There are still long days ahead. Donât you want to find a new man?â
He asked a rather pragmatic question, to which Stella gave some serious thought. âYouâre right, but I shouldnât be looking for someone as young as you.â
Weston chuckled. âHow do you know Iâm young?â
âYouâve just begun college. Surely you must be in your early twenties.â
âEven so, my mind may be very mature.â
âCome on. Men generally mature later than women.â
Westonâs smile suddenly faded, and he looked at her gravely. âGive me a chance. Iâll do better than him.â
Stella gave no answer, but she did ponder about his suggestion. Emma and Elias were grown up. It was time for her to have a life of her own.
Blessed with a promising career and not short of money, she had two smart and understanding children.
Life ahead was long, and there was no need to live out the rest in chastity . If anyone suitable happened to come along the way, starting a new relationship did seem like a good idea.
Nonetheless, despite that, the failed relationship with Weston was so traumatic that it took her the better part of three years to move on. With the constantly looming fear of getting hurt beyond redemption, the last thing she wanted was to barge headâfirst into another relationship.
Fearing another repeat of the same situation, she was simply unable to open up her heart that quickly anymore.
After dinner, Stella relaxed on the swing in the back garden with her earphones plugged in.
The music in her ears suddenly disappeared as a figure appeared in front of her. Although unable to see, Stella knew the man was standing in front of her. Before she could say anything, he had taken off her earphones.
Stella asked in displeasure, âWhat are you doing?â
âWhat are you listening to? Youâre so engrossed.â
âPiano music.â
Weston smiled. âI almost forgot. Youâre a great pianist now.â
âIâm glad you know. Now return my earphones to me.â Stella seemed extraordinarily relaxed in his presence.
She did not know his name, but she was very comfortable with him throughout the time she spent with him.
Weston put an earphone on himself and told her, âLetâs listen together.â
He listened awhile and asked, âIs this the Maidenâs Prayer?â
âDo you listen to piano music?â
âOf course. I had some artistic training.
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âThatâs a surprise.â Stella shook her head and said with a smile. âJoan seems to value your education enough to send you to piano lessons.â
âYeah, but I let her down,â Weston said. âIâm not really interested in arts.â
âWhat are you interested in then?â
âMaking money,â Weston said. âLearning how to make money was the most important lesson I had growing up.â