Chapter 362 She struggled for a while.
She did not expect Weston to come here at this time. “Didn‘t you say you weren‘t coming back tonight?” “‘If I didn‘t, you would come and look for Justin, huh? It seems you have been plotting it for a long time.”
He seemed to be enraged and blamed everything on her. “If I hadn‘t asked the chauffeur to come here, how long would you flirt with him? “Stella, I never noticed that you actually like to do this.”
The man was gritting his teeth. “Is a forty–year–old man more attractive to you? Or is it that you find it fulfilling to be someone‘s stepmother?” Perhaps he was really angry, seeing that all the humiliating words were coming out of his mouth.
Her face grew pale as she listened. Suddenly, she raised her hand and hit him hard. He dodged it, and the slap landed on his shoulder, making a loud crisp sound. The chauffeur in front knowingly raised the partition. Her breathing was short, and her eyes were red. Glaring at him, she said, “At this point, what are you still not happy about? Just how doubtful are you to think that I can start over with Justin by now?”
He was sensible to know that it would be impossible for the two to get together again.
But the moment he thought about her having the idea to marry Justin, a wave of uncontrollable anger would surge in his heart.
He would not allow any other man to look at her even once.
“Since there is no possibility between you and him, why did you go to him again and again? Don‘t take me for a fool, Stella!” He held her in front of him, not allowing her to move.
He stared at her and suddenly kissed her uncontrollably. He wrapped his arms around her so hard that it was as if he wanted to devour her.
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