Chapter 142

Anger boiled inside Stella. She could sense that the man in front of her was enraged. His hand pinned her shoulder down so hard it felt like he intended to break her bones. Weston held her tightly in his arms, wishing badly that he could keep every piece of her to himself. He couldn't contain his rage at the sight of her smiling at the guy. It was only after they kissed that he felt somewhat better. As he smooched her, his hands couldn’t stop moving around her body. In utter disgust, Stella shoved him away with all her might. “Let go of me!” She was really fighting hard to not let him touch her anymore. His kisses and affection only repelled her. But the more she resisted him, the more enraged he became. "So you're willing to degrade yourself in order to satisfy him and his son, but wouldn't do it for me?" His voice boomed. "How old is he?" 40? His kid is barely 10 years younger than you! Come be my son's stepmother if you like being ine." As he spoke, he started to tear her