The person on the other end replied quickly.
âStella? I am Robbâs classmateâ¦â
âHowâs he? Is he alright? Is he sick again?â
Her anxious voice drew Westonâs attention. His lips curled in mockery at the thought of her actually thinking of another man after heâd fought for her like this. She hadnât even bothered to look at him.
His calloused thumb brushed the corner of her lips, while he The woman on the other end of the phone sensed something. âStella, are you with someone else? Are you still with the red-haired man?â
Roger snatched his phone from his classmate before she could say anything.
He sounded worried. âDonât move an inch, Stella. Iâm coming right now!â
âDonât!â She stopped him immediately and glanced at Weston, âIâm already out. Everything has been taken care of.â
She winked at the man, telling him not to make a sound.
Roger was on the other end of the phone, and she didnât want him to notice that she was with Weston.
âReally?â He was skeptical but asked out of concern of Stella being in the bar, âStella, is something holding you back? You can simply say the codeword, and I will call the police, alright?â
He was really worried about her.
Not only did Stella see him as his only family member, but he was also who sustained her.
It was the same for him. Stella was the meaning of his life.
âI am fine, reallyâ¦â
âDonât worry. I have taken care of the matters over there,â Stella said helplessly. âRest well, and donât worry about it. Iâll meet you tomorrow.â
âNo. You must let me see you first. Tell me where you are.â
Stella paused for a moment.
She was in the car, and Weston was right behind her, so naturally, she couldnât turn on the camera.
âRoger, listen to me. I am busy now. You just need to know that I have taken care of it. Donât make it hard for me, okay?â
âStellaâ¦â
Roger began to hesitate.
The most important thing was that he remembered the slap she gave him earlier. She said that he became a burden each time he misbehaved.
He was scared that he might drag her down again.
Amid the deadlock , Weston suddenly leaned closer to her.
She took a deep breath and felt a warm embrace from the back and his breath against her ear. He approached her neck and started kissing her slowly.
The tingling she felt was electrifying, and goosebumps immediately sprouted on her skin.
Finally, he stopped at her tiny earlobe. Nibbling on her earring, he said, âHang up the phone.â
He lowered his volume to the lowest he could, almost talking in an airy voice. âItâs okay if you keep talking. I donât mind him hearingâ¦â
After saying that, his lips started moving downward, attempting to remove the thin red strap on her shoulder.
Things were getting out of control âHello? Stella?â
Rogerâs call snapped her back to her senses. âI will go to you tomorrow. You better think about how youâre going to explain why you were at the bar.â
After that, she hung up the phone.
Just as the phone beeped, Westonâs warmth engulfed her from the back like a passionate wave that overwhelmed her entire body. âStella, you look gorgeous tonight,â Weston cooed.