Chapter 77
That would have been way better than her state right now, compared to the searing pain that she felt each time she thought of her lost child…
Falling asleep was a struggle every night, and when she eventually managed to fall asleep, she would awake in tears each time.
What about him?
Stella looked coldly at him. “The thing I regret the most in my life is…Mm!”
Before she could complete her sentence, her lips were sealed by another. She could only swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue, while what she had spoken were lost between their lips.
Weston kissed her hard, his arms circling her waist like bands of steel. He pressed her down on the couch and exerted more pressure with every passing second.
Her words were the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
He had reached the limits of what he could bear, and all he could do now was to let his overwhelming emotions drown himself out.
He wanted to kiss her…
He wanted to take her…
He wanted to stop her damned lips from saying things that he hated hearing. He wanted Stella to be like she was before, looking at him with those eyes filled with single minded love for him.
Him and him only.
“Mm… West… Weston Ford!”
Stella struggled with all her might, her eyes widening with fear. “Let me go…let me go!” She struck her fists against his chest continuously, not expecting that he would force himself upon her.
When she felt his hand reaching under her shirt, Stella flung a tight slap on his face.
Smack!
The sound quietened the entire private room.
The silence was deafening.
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