Stellaâs eyelashes trembled. She knew that she was in no position to speak more about leaving at this point.
He had saved her, after all, and she would seem very ungrateful to confront him at this time.
Thus, she could only nod and lean into his arms, saying,â I know,â in a hoarse voice.
She did not let many people know about her hospitalization.
Roger did call her in the past two days, but Weston was the one who replied instead of her.
After hearing this, she took her phone hastily. âHow can you reply to my messages without permission?
What if he finds out!â
Weston, working on the documents, put his finger on his glabella. âI donât think heâll realize it isnât you from a few text messages.â
Stella pursed her lips and said nothing. She was only relieved after reading through his entire message conversation with Roger.
âHeâs a smart one. Every time I video call him, Iâll have to find the right angle, or he will know I am not at home.â
Weston had dealt with Roger before and knew how difficult Roger could be, so he did not say anything.
After reading the document, he suddenly said, âWarren is coming to visit you later.â
She was taken aback. âYou told him about everything ?â
âAlthough he is semi-retired, he is still well-informed,â Weston said. âI didnât avoid him when I was looking for you.â
He was implying that Warren knew what happened to her.
Stellaâs eyes darkened. However, after a while, she said, â Thank you. You must have put much effort into finding me, right?â
Weston put down the papers in his hands and looked at her. His gaze inexplicably softened. âGood that you know. No more running around in the future.â
Stella twitched the corner of her lips. âDidnât you tell me to get lost?â
Weston knitted his brows suddenly. He stood up and walked to her, gently cradling her into his arms.
He rested his chin on her shoulder. It felt sharp. âSince when did you become so obedient that youâll leave when I ask you to?â
âIâve always been obedient.â
âLittle liar.â
He pinched her nose. âIf you were really obedient, you wouldnât have gotten me into so much trouble.â
Staying in his arms, she wrinkled her nose when she heard him say that. âAm I the one trying to get you into trouble? How would I know that those people would kidnap meâ¦â
Her tone sounded a little uncertain.
He heard her and slowly let go of her and looked her in the eyes. âDo you know the identity of those kidnappers?â
She met his gaze and nodded honestly.
After a while, she confessed wearily, âThey are Guinevereâs men.â
She lowered her head. âI know you will not believe me either, but it really is her.â
âWhat makes you think I wonât believe it?â
He turned her face around, so she was looking straight at him.
Stella laughed bitterly as if she thought it was pointless for him to ask. âYou never doubted her, did you?â
âIf you had believed me in the first place, our child â¦â¦ would not have died,â she replied.
It was the one thorny issue that they could never bring up between them.
The atmosphere between the two became stagnant for a moment. He only held her tightly and said nothing. After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, âI will give you an explanation.â
He caressed her waist. âI wonât let you suffer for nothing.â