Chapter 785
“Yes.”
Weston replied and let her go. “Do you want to eat anything?”
“Just wash an apple for me.”
Weston picked the largest one in the basket, sat next to her, and started to peel it.
Stella watched his action and thought for a bit. “You know how to do these things?”
“Not everyone gets to enjoy such a service,” Weston said. “You are first.”
Stella’s eyes flickered.
If it was in the past, she might have been really touched.
But now, her heart had long become a pool of stagnant water, and it was hard to make it ripple.
“I just heard from Grandfather that the Cohens have been looking for her… Would it be difficult for you?”
She studied him carefully from his side.
The man simply looked down at the apple in his hands without responding.
His hands were exquisite , with long, slender fingertips and well-defined bones.
The fruit knife in his hand seemed like a scalpel, and instead of peeling an apple, he appeared to be doing some advanced surgery.
Stella admired his beautiful movements as she said softly, “From what Grandfather said, he seems to want you to let Guinevere go.”
“What do you think of that?”
He glanced at her suddenly without stopping his hand movements.
She pursed her lips. “I don’t want to let her go…”
“I know.” The skin of the apple broke off in his hand.
Weston cut a small piece and sent it to her mouth. “Open your mouth.”
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