Chapter 370
Stella could not avoid it. Drenched in water, she shivered with her arms crossed.
Weston stared at her coldly, as if he did not see it.
After a while, he directly squeezed into the bathtub and stretched out his hand to trap her between the wall and himself.
She had nowhere to escape.
He did not leave the slightest gap for her, so she could only face him directly.
She put her hands on his chest and clutched his buttons tightly. He put one hand on his waist and another one under her chin. “I wanted to spare you at first, but you always have to provoke me so much, Stella.”
The water spraying out of the shower did not get hot. The two just stood there in the cold water, looking at each other through the hazy water. No one made any further movement. As she was pinned against the wall, her back was cold and a little sore. She seemed to sense that there was no escape tonight, and her hands slowly dropped, as if she was at his mercy.
This irritated the man even more.
He picked her up directly. Leaving a trail of water along the way, he strode into the bedroom and slammed the door. Joan had made supper for them. Hearing the door slam shut with a loud bang, she froze in the hallway.
She looked fixedly at the door and finally left quietly, taking the food with her.
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