Chapter 1154
Following Stefan's gaze to the ring on her finger, Sally explained plainly, “Someone framed me. Cooper married me to get me out of police custody.”
Stefan slammed his cup onto the table, his expression frightfully grim. “Would he possibly be so kind?”
Sally stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, her voice hoarse from smoking. “No, but we have our own motives. General Zeigler is Genevieve's grandfather. The Gaudette family wants to make a move against the Zeigler family. As it happens, the Loake family has a grudge against the Gaudette family. Cooper wants to link hands with me to bring down the Gaudette family.”
Lifting his eyes, Stefan caught sight of some faint marks on her arm since she had rolled up the sleeves of her sweater. They didn't appear as though they were mosquito bites.
Immediately, irritation swamped him, and his face went as black as thunder.
“He's merely a businessman. How is he capable of bringing the Gaudette family down? He'd be lucky if the Gaudette family didn't pick trouble with him. Not only are you not getting anything out of the collaboration with him, but you even have to sleep with—”
“Stefo, I'm not a little girl, and I don't want you to meddle in my private life,” Sally interrupted, cutting off the unpleasant words he wanted to utter.
Stefan clenched his jaw tight, his expression as gloomy as ever.
Inherently detached, Sally was admittedly bad at coaxing others. But when she saw that Stefan was livid, she gentled her tone slightly. “Let's not talk about this. I'll bring you to the mall to buy some clothes.”
She got to her feet from the couch. When Stefan remained sitting there motionlessly, she could only walk over and pull him up.
"Let's go.” Verily, she hadn't much patience.
If it weren't for the fact that he was her brother, she would have long since spun on her heel and left when he acted so obstinate with her.
This time, Stefan didn't continue throwing a tantrum. He got up from the couch and grabbed her hand instead. Then he stuffed it into his coat pocket.
His brows knitting together, he asked, “Why are your hands always so cold, Sally?”
“Such is my body constitution from birth. I'm used to it.” Whenever it was winter in the past, Stefan liked to grasp her hands and place them into his pockets to warm them up.
Sally simply allowed him to hold her hand.
They shopped in the mall until afternoon, and she bought him a lot of clothes.
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