She stared at herself in the mirror. , Standing close to each other in front of the mirror , she was looking into the mirror while he stared at her.
After a moment, he met her eyes in the mirror. âYes.â
Weston only muttered one word.
Stella could sense the danger in his eyes.
âIâve never seen you like this before...â
His lips were now next to her ears, ever so lightly grazing them as he let out a hot puff of air with every
exhale.
Her heart drummed in her chest.
Ever since coming home, he never took his eyes off her. So, she didnât have the time to take the medicines.
She wasnât sure if she could get into that state if he wanted to...
Weston still hadnât noticed anything wrong with her throughout the time she took the medicines.
It was just that she was a lot more nervous than usual.
âYou heart is beating so quickly...â
His hand suddenly moved upward from her waist, and he frowned. âRelax a little.â
She inhaled sharply. âI need a shower.â
âYou did earlier,â he reminded her before suddenly lifting her chin and kissing the corner of her lips. âDi d you forget?â
She shook her head and pushed him away with some difficulty. âI need a drink...â
âSit here. Iâll get it for you.â He let go of her and walked out of the room.
Immediately, she ran to the bedside table and opened the bottle of medicine.
She poured out two pills and swallowed them.
At that time, the sound of Westonâs footsteps got closer to the door and she quickly threw the bottle into the drawer and shut it.
In the next instant, a shadow appeared behind her.
He was looking down at her and asked, âWhat are you doing squatting here?â
âNothing.â She stood up quickly.
Anxiety was written all over her face.
He stared at her with the glass of water in his hand.
The black and blue silk nightwear made his figure appear big and strong as he stood before her. âWater.â
He handed her the water.
She took the glass over and took a sip and the dryness in her throat eased a little.
She took a breather , put the glass on the bedside table, and then sat on the bed.
The next second, he climbed on the bed as well.
Stella shut her eyes, thinking that he would make the move, but she saw him reaching for the bedside ta âWhat is this?â
Instantly, she held her breath and her heartbeat hastened.
But she quickly regained her composure and answered, â Vitaminsâ¦â
âReally?â He glanced at the bottle, and it was indeed vitamins.
âYou were looking at this?â
âYes. My mouth is dry, so I need the vitamins...â She tried her best to make her voice sound calm.
âHuh?â He threw the bottle away and lowered his head to look at her.
âWhich part is dry?â