Chapter 986

Weston made Stella stand up.

She glanced at her potted plants destroyed by the man who fell in earlier and became somewhat distressed.

"The soil is full of broken glass...” she grumbled.

"Let others deal with it."

Weston's eyebrows twitched when he saw that she was about to clean up the soil with her bare hands. With a much sterner voice, he told her, "Stop. You'll hurt your hands."

He forbade her from doing anything else and pulled her away.

"Did you get hurt just now?"

"No," she shook her head. "I didn’t."

She then paused to think before asking, "Does your mom have a heart disease?"

briefly, casting his eyes down at her. "She's had it

to the bathroom.* Someone will come and move our stuff later. Right now, you should wash all the dirt off your

freak. In fact, he was almost at his limit

aren't paws," Stella muttered with a pout.

and placed her hands beneath the faucet before

choice of color gave the room a

flush of pink on the exposed fleshy parts of her fingers starkly contrasted against the dark gray backdrop, making her skin look exceptionally translucent and

almost encircling her within his arms. His lips were right next to her

was referring to her

head slightly away, trying to avert from his touch. But no matter how she tried to evade him, he still caught up to her,

so tender..." he murmured before planting kisses from the back of her ear to her

clear-headed. "It's still

in bed would he say such sweet

her body. He didn't just love her skin, but he even

at its peak, the praises he lavished on

always made Stella blush to the roots of her hair. She would sometimes be so flustered by his words that no matter how exhausted she was from

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