It was an almost insignificant gesture, but Xavier could see that he had managed to elicit a guilty response out of Stella, and was therefore grinning broadly. âSo you do⦠And here I was wondering how you were strutting around without knowing who Guinevere is.â
Stella said nothing in return. Pursing her lips, she reached for a tissue to wipe the water splashed over the table. Xavier simply watched as she worked, having no intention of helping her at all. âTo be honest, I have nothing to say about this since itâs normal for men to have an affair. Still, I could tell that you know enough to listen to advice, so Iâm telling you now, donât waste too much effort on Westonâ¦â
âAre you trying to tell her what to do, when you canât do the same to your own woman?â someone growled from the doorway just then. It was Weston, striding in through the door, his eyes fixed on Stella, who averted her eyes by instinct when she spotted him. Noticing her unnatural response, Westonâs gaze cooled immediately, and he promptly turned toward Xavier, Getting the creeps from his nephewâs glare, Xavier blurted, âWhatâs with that look? Itâs not like Iâm yelling at her or anything.â âWhat are you doing here?â Weston was not about to bear with his nonsense. Promptly walking up to Xavierâs face, he growled hostilely, âNothing. I just want you to get out of here, right now.â âTut, tut. Yeah, I know that sheâs your babyâ¦â Xavier, however, continued to tease Weston with an almost mocking edge in his voice.â However, you shouldnât go this far â I mean, do you even care about your own son as much as you care about her?â
Stellaâs pupils dilated the instant Xavier mentioned Westonâs son, just as Weston paused and toward her in reflex. Even so, she promptly turned away from him, unwilling to listen to the menâs conversation.
âYou shouldnât be here,â Weston growled right then. âDonât force me to make you leave.â âWhy do you always get so short-tempered when it comes to this lady?â It was only then that Xavier rose to his feet reluctantly, and sighed at length as if seeing through Weston. âDo you even know where Iâve been?â
âNot interested.â Weston was not bothered to spare him another glance, instead quickly walking up to Stella and tried to reach for her wristâ¦
But she avoided his touch without a word.
She had zero interest in involving herself with the menâs discussion, especially when it involved Guinevere and the son Weston had with her.
Both those things only showed her status as a mistress who must never be revealed to the publicâs eye.
Weston could tell what he was thinking, and his gaze darkened, projecting killing intent for an instant.
Meanwhile, Xavier was still continuing behind him, âIt doesnât matter how much you want to fool around outside your home, but canât you at least pay some attention to your kid? Guinevere has just started working again, and Zack is so young. He needs you and Guinevere âAre you done? Why donât you be Zackâs daddy if you care so much?â âWatch your mouth!â
Xavier might usually be a half-baked person, but even he snapped at Westonâs words right then!