Chapter 237
The siblings were both hiding something. They did not notice when it started, but even they could not be completely honest with each other. A strange feeling hit Stella when she finally realized this. The siblings did not spend much time together. Later in the afternoon, Roger had to pack up the books for his afternoon class. He was a computer major and was packed with many classes in his course. He only had a day like this that was a little free. Stella watched as Roger organized his textbooks. She said with a look of relief, “In a few years, you will finally grow up.” “I’m already grown up.” “Not yet.” Stella looked at him and reached out to help him flatten the crease on his clothes. ** You’ll be an adult when you graduate from the university. Mom and Dad would be relieved in
heaven.”
Roger suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at Stella Roger rested his forehead on her shoulder and sighed. “Sis, if you get into any trouble, you have to let me know. I’m an adult now. Don’t treat me like a child.” Stella felt he might have noticed something, She patted him on the back without saying a word. After Roger left, she called Weston back His voice on the other end was very low. “I’ll have the driver pick you up.”
Stella hesitated a little before saying, “Okay.” She had something she wanted to discuss with Weston. The driver pulled over at a spot far away from the neighborhood. Stella had to take a taxi to get there.
She did not want to risk her chances and let Roger see her with Weston. When she got into the car, she found Weston in the back seat resting with his eyes closed. He had a stack of papers in his hand. He looked busy with work Weston had just left Guinevere’s place. She thought he would not show up for a while, but she did not think he would come to pick her up in person. “Why aren’t you getting in?” Weston noticed her inaction and glanced at her lightly. Stella got into the car and did not make a sound. Right after she closed the door, the man immediately pulled her into his arms. Before she could react, Weston was already holding her tightly. He placed one hand on her back and stroked her gently.
Stella wanted to struggle, but the man lowered his voice and warned in her ears, “Let me hold you for a little longer.” He sounded exhausted.
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