Although Stella was a bit dissatisfied , she knew that he could outright forbid her from eating those things if she kept arguing.
So, after much contemplation, she decided to negotiate.â Last nightâs meal doesnât count. Letâs count from now. Once a week?â
Weston stared at her in silence, his eyes seemed to be telling her it was up to her to decide. âI will take it as a yes if you wonât speak,â Stella continued The man rubbed his brows helplessly. âI wonât take care of you when your stomach aches.â
Although Weston said that, he knew that it would be impossible for him to ignore her when she was sick.
Joan, who was nearby, let out a sigh of relief. She thought that they would quarrel because of Zachary, but nothing seemed to happen. At the same time, it confused her somehow.
Didnât Ms. Ella have feelings for Mr. Ford, even for a bit?
She didnât seem jealous at all.
This was Westonâs son from another woman! â¦or was it that the rich were all like this?
Joan shook her head. The world of the affluent was simply too complicated. They had a peaceful breakfast together. Then, Weston answered a call. Stella looked at him from his back as she wiped her mouth.
After a while, he walked to her. âDid you meet someone yesterday?â
She smiled. âIsnât it a little late to be asking now?â
She shrugged. âI bumped into Guinevere in the fashion boutique yesterday. She seemed to know about us already.
âDid she give you a hard time?â
Although Weston had learned about the incident, he still wanted to hear it from her.
âOf course she did. Look at who I am nowâ¦â Stella laughed. âShe even said that you were simply using me as a stand-in for Stella.â Speaking of this, she became sentimental. âSheâs so arrogant. How would she react if she found out that I am Stella and that you actually saved me, then changed my name and forced me to stay by your side? To such an arrogant woman, you mustâve been really cruel to her. I am very curious about how you turned a person like Guinevere into a madwoman after she met you.â
This was in no way a compliment.
However, Weston knew all too well that she was trying to be sarcastic and did not want to dwell on the matter, and he simply slapped his forehead instead. âWhy didnât you tell me earlier?â
âTell you what?â Stella was confused. âOh, you mean Guinevere already knew about our relationship?
My bad. I was too tired yesterday, and I forgot to tell you. Anyway, now that you know, what are you going to do?â
She looked at him eagerly, anticipating his response.
Weston, however, disliked her showing that face. âWhat do you think Iâll do?â
âWho knows? Maybe our one-year contract will end earlier?â Stella spoke her mind with a smile.
The man saw right through her. âYou just want to leave me that badly, huh?â
âHow can that be?â She was still dutifully playing the role of someone who loved him dearly. âOf course, I want to stay by your side. Itâs just that I wouldnât be so shameless to stay by your side if you didnât need me.â
âDo you really mean it, or are you acting?â he asked suddenly Stella said nothing. After a while, just as she was about to answer him, the man interrupted her. âDonât answer me.â