Chapter 58
The look in his eyes was terrifying.
With the restricted space in the car, Stella could feel the chill in her bones.
She looked coldly at the man before her, and whatever remnant of past affection she had for him instantly vanished. “I said, can you please stop… mm!” Before she could repeat her entire sentence, Weston pressed his fingers against her lips.
His body hovered over hers, almost covering her entire body. There was a split second where he almost wanted to cover her mouth with hers when he heard the words he hated.
Yet, he decided against that and simply put his fingers to her lips with a dark look in his eyes.” Stella Sealey, don’t anger me.”
Their gazes locked.
Stella couldn’t help but tremble.
She clenched her fists, her guard clearly up.
Weston remained in the position for a long time and, as if suddenly losing interest, he sat up straight and said, “Sit tight.”
After what had happened, Stella knew how unpleasant this man’s temperament was.
She didn’t want to put up an unnecessary struggle and decided to settle down, resigned to her fate. She even fastened her seatbelt. Weston saw her movements from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly. “You’re pretty good at going with the flow.”
Stella avoided his gaze. “What else can I do? I don’t want to get hauled away once again.” She stared straight ahead expressionlessly. “I know very well that I’ll just be doing myself a disservice by pitting myself against a man like Mr. Ford.”
The sharp screeching of tires pierced through the night sky.
Stella’s head hit the seat before her, but she wasn’t injured, thanks to her seatbelt.
She lifted her head, and her gaze landed on a pair of cold, dark eyes. She tried to suppress the anger rising in her heart.
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