Stella was utterly shocked to see Westonâs shamelessness. She glared at him again, took the two children, and walked away without saying anything.
The light in Westonâs eyes gradually dimmed as he watched Stellaâs back. The people around came up to him and talked to him. He handled them all without stealing the limelight from Stella. After all, Stella was the star of the show tonight.
Emma and Elias stopped talking to Weston after seeing Stella fighting with him, and they simply stayed with her quietly.
Seeing their caution, Stella said to them, âItâs fine. If you want, you can go play with Daddy.â
When Stella patted their heads, Emma and Elias exchanged a glance and continued hugging Stella. âWe want to stay with Mommy!â
Stella smiled but felt a little regretful inside. âShould I have treated Weston a little better?â she thought.
Both children would act according to her treatment of Weston. If she were too indifferent to him, they would think she did not want them to have contact with him.
Stellaâs head hurt slightly from thinking about it. When some guests came to toast her, she welcomed them and had a few drinks with them.
Stella could feel that Westonâs eyes were always on her. She felt his intent gaze wherever she went, but even so, she pretended not to see him.
The people around her were very smart. The guests noticed Westonâs frequent glances and did not dare to make Stella drink more. They were just doing it out of polite courtesy.
Stella was a bad drinker. Although no one forced her, she became tipsy after only a few sips and sat there in a daze.
Perhaps she felt comfortable surrounded by familiar people around. Hence, she was quite happy about the occasion and began to drink a lot. It was not long before she felt a tall figure towering in front of her.
Weston squatted down in front of Stella and touched her forehead. âYour face is a little flushed.â
Stella frowned slightly. She tried to avoid him, but Weston held her head and made her look at him. âDo you recognize me?â
âYes.â Stellaâs voice was a little muffled. âYouâre the most annoying person in the world.
Weston smiled helplessly and took her hand. He put her hand on his shoulder and urged, âHold on, Iâll carry you.â
âNo!â Stella pushed Weston away immediately and stumbled backward.
Although clearly drunk, Stella continued to deny it and looked at Weston with gleaming eyes. âDo you think you can treat me like a fool because I drank a lot?!â
Stella stumbled to her feet. âLook! I can stand up properly!â
Weston was lost for words.
âOkay, okay. Youâre not drunk.â It seemed that every drunken person would claim that they were sober.
Yvonne came over with a glass of wine and saw Stellaâs face flushing red. She asked, feeling concerned.
âDo you want to go to your room and rest for a while?â
Stella shook her head and suddenly rested her head on Yvonneâs shoulder. âWhy are you shaking in front of me?â
âIâm not shaking.â Yvonne was laughing in tears. âYouâre kinda drunk. Let Weston take you to rest.â
Stella shook her head and refused to leave.
Lucas stood beside Yvonne with an annoyed look. Seeing Stellaâs unabashed behavior, he took her by the arm, attempting to pull her up and away from Yvonne.
Yvonne, however, glared at him. âDonât you dare touch her!â