Chapter 475
With the club packed to its brim like canned sardines, there was no guarantee that they wouldn’t bump into an acquaintance here, which would cause more trouble. Stella definitely didn’t want that.
“If you’re worried about people recognizing us,” said Weston, stroking her hair gently, “then just relax and have fun. Let me deal with the rest.” “No,” she shook her head. “It’s fine. I don’t like this kind of place anyway.” “You don’t? Why did you come here then?” “Only because it looked exciting. We didn’t even have that much fun the last time I was here with Yvonne.” Weston suddenly stopped in his tracks and gave Stella a strange look. “Why not?” he asked. “Did you not like that pianist?” “I was only enjoying the music he played,” she grumbled, glaring at him. “Why did you have to use that accusatory tone with me?”
Weston had put it as if she had cheated on him with that pianist.
“Just remember not to do that kind of thing again,”he warned her, pinching her nose. “You know I don’t like it.”
He had begun to show his possessiveness more boldly in front of her now. Stella said nothing. Though she didn’t like it, she had no intention of disobeying him. As they made their way to the private lounge, Stella droned on about Yvonne. “The last time I was on the phone with her, she was fighting with her husband again. I wonder if they’ve made up by now…”
It wasn’t clear whether Weston was listening to her. His expressions were calm, and he kept his replies short and simple. After a while, he rubbed his temples, looked at her, and asked, “Is she so great that you have to keep talking about her?” “Mm-hmm!” Stella nodded. “She’s probably the only friend I have in this city.” As she spoke, she suddenly turned gloomy. Stella had always felt like Yvonne was too good for her. She was such a vivacious, loyal, and kind friend, but as for Stella…
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