Maybe it was because Stellaâs acting skills had been so great lately. Weston thought that their relationship was improving, and they might one day go back to their old days.
But the phone call reminded him that there was a life lying between them. That was something Stella would never be able to let go of.
It was like a dead-end for Weston, and there was no way to get past it. He could only subconsciously ignore it and leave everything to time. When he thought of this, he sneered at himself. When did he become so powerless? It seemed that he was always the helpless one when dealing with Stella.
She did not seem to want to talk to him about the baby either.
She was ready initially, but she simply got up and walked to him. She adjusted his collar and took his coat. âYou are a little late today. Busy day at work?â He lowered his head and looked steadily into her eyes, trying to read her emotionsâbut to no avail.
She was indeed very good at acting, and she could hide all her emotions well. He suddenly grabbed her arm. âStellaâ¦â He wanted to say something, but he just could not.
Instead, Stella took the initiative. âI saw Zachary today.â
He hummed in response.
She smiled. âArenât you worried Iâd do something to him?â
âI know you wonât.â
Her eyes twitched with anxiety.
Yeah, she would not She would not do something like that to hurt an innocent person.
But why would Guinevere be able to do it?
Her child was innocent She did not understand why Guinevere could be so cruel to other people when she had a child of her own.
He suddenly hugged her. He had never felt so heartbroken and apologetic before.
âI am sorry.â
For a long time, he could not think of any words other than sorry.
She did not say anything. Lowering her head, she leaned on his chest, only to say with amusement after a while, âSo you actually know how to apologize, huh? I thought you could never do anything wrong.â âI am a person too. Why would I not make any mistake?â
She nodded. âIndeed. Maybe the things you do wrong are irrevocable.â
The manâs eyes flickered, but he could not refute. âNever mind. Letâs not talk about this.â She smiled.
âYou donât have to worry about what Iâd do to Zachary. The kid is innocent after all, and heâs cute too.â
She pretended to be relaxed. The man raised her chin and kissed her, unwilling to listen to any more of her hurtful words. He hadnât realized until now that it wasnât him that Stella was hurting with those words, but herself.
She was forcing herself not to forget the child in an almost self-mutilating way. He kissed her passionately. Stella, however, did not close her eyes and stared at the man quietly. He sensed her gaze but ignored it. He pushed her onto the sofa.
She did not resist and just lay there. The man got on top of her. His hand explored upward from inside her shirt, but it reached the scar she got from her previous injury.