Chapter 1341

Weston instantly held his breath and slowed down his movements as he let her lean against his chest in a more comfortable way. It was only when Stella fell back to sleep again that he picked her up in his arms and carried her into the master bedroom before gently placing her down on the king-sized bed. Weston was an incurable germaphobe, so he would never lie in his own bed before taking a shower, but Stella was always an exception to his every rule. In his eyes, she was always pure and clean. There was a sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. Weston stared at the woman in front of him, who was deep in sleep. For the very first time in his life, he was stumped by a great challenge—how could he quickly give Stella a bath without waking her up? He frowned, looked down at the urgent situation between his legs, and sighed. With enormous self-restraint, he gave her a quick bath, swiftly wrapped her up in a towel, and tossed her back onto the bed. Stella was in such a deep s