Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188Chapter 1188
Stella’s tone was gentle. She sounded as if she was completely aware of her own hurtful words. Perha
ps it was her indifference that cut Weston even deeper.
Weston pulled her away to observe her expression from
above. Stella’s usually clear eyes seemed a little obscure.
She had a smile in her eyes, but she was not smiling.
Weston could no longer read her real emotions hidden deep inside. All he could see was just a bubble
of illusion.
“Stella…” Weston squeezed her shoulder and tightened his grip slowly. “I know you’re saying that on p
urpose…
“Mr. Ford, you’re overthinking it.”
The smile
on Stella’s face instantly faded. Stella looked at Weston steadily and cut him off, “Why do I have to say
that deliberately? I
have a boyfriend. Besides, it has been three years. Do you really think I should keep my chastity for yo
u?”
Stella had no idea which word hurt him more.
Weston’s eyes changed at once. He clasped her wrist, You’re my wife. You’re Mrs. Ford. You may have
a boyfriend, but it’s best to get rid of him soon.Stella’s face changed. She shook off his hand with a frown. “Who do you think you are? Aren’t you the
one who forced me to divorce you four years ago? Who made me sign the divorce agreement? Why ar
e you pretending as if you love me so much now?”
“I didn’t know how I felt about you then.”
Weston suddenly looked a little sad. He gradually
tightened the force on his hand and explained, “After the divorce, I realized how important you were to
me. It was a strange feeling. I couldn’t do anything but imprison you by my side…”
“Enough.” Stella interrupted him impatiently. The last thing she wanted to do was to listen to his explan
ation.
“You’re just sad for losing what you used
to have. If you had sympathy for me, it wouldn’t have come to this…”
“Weston, you’ve hurt me all over before. It’s time for you to learn how to let go.”
Stella looked straight
into his eyes. Her pupils seemed darker than her hair color. She said slowly and coldly, From now on, p
lease stop haunting me again. It’s really annoying.”
Meanwhile, Daisy had been drinking herself into a stupor in the private room.
Ben’s earlier words served as a reminder to her. What was the point of her working so hard? She was g
ood at her job but not irreplaceable.
She worked so hard for Weston, but so what?Weston was able to take things into his hands and
complete them within minutes. He would not be moved by her efforts.
If so, why bother working so hard?
Daisy had gone to so much trouble and followed Weston around for three years. However, she was inco
“Miss Daisy, why are you drinking alone here?”
A supplier came over and sat next to her. He rubbed her arm lewdly. “Isn’t it boring to drink alone? Shall
Daisy frowned in disgust. “No, thanks.”
After that, she pulled out the jacket that was pressed against him and stumbled to her feet. In actual fact
The man, however, yanked her
hand and pulled her back. He made her sit in his arms and stroke her chin with a teasing smile. “You’d
do anything to get a deal, wouldn’t you? So why aren’t you willing to drink with me?!”
Daisy’s face immediately turned unpleasant. She had no idea that her determination to do anything for W
anyone.