Chapter 22 There was silence.
Then, Stella suddenly laughed.
She laughed maniacally but with tears in her bloodshot eyes.
“She’s scared of heights, but I’ll die…” Weston frowned and turned away without looking at her anymore.
It felt as if a huge rock was weighing down on his chest.
He had never felt such heavy emotions before.
He said hoarsely, “They just want money.
You’ll be fine.” He was sure that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
“What if their intention is to kill me?” Stella’s eyes were empty as she looked at him.
“Weston… I’m still pregnant.
Do you know that the choice you’re making is one that will kill me?” The man paused before gritting his teeth to say, “No.
I’ll definitely save you, just not now.” Having said that, he repeated, “Trust me, Stella.
I won’t let you die.” Stella said nothing.
She didn’t respond either.
Her gaze gradually looked lifeless as she laughed dejectedly.
At the edges of the roof, the kidnappers exchanged glances and nodded at each other.
One of them pushed Guinevere forward.
“She’s all yours!” Weston hurried forward to catch her, and Guinevere hugged him, burying her face in his chest.
“Weston…” Weston didn’t check on her immediately but pushed her away instead, holding her by her shoulders so she could stand firm.
He subconsciously turned to Stella, but the woman in his arms whimpered.
“Weston… My stomach hurts…” His eyes darkened, but he stiffly lifted his hand to hug her back.
There was a look of struggle in his eyes.
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