Chapter 195

"I know you're uncomfortable. just say it," he said, his forehead pressing against hers. She cocked her head. "I'm not at all bothered. I'm overjoyed, in fact, If I were the old me, I would’ve been overjoyed to see you being so thoughtful." Even though he asked someone else to prepare the table of food, as long as he commands, anyone would be willing to do it for him. How can such a man understand the agony of putting effort just to be trodden, neglected, and hurt? He would never understand it. Everything that he was doing right now was only to make himself feel better for all the hurt he has done to her before. He thought he could transform her back into the old Stella, who used to adore him with all her heart. But the reality was there was no turning back. The old Stella was gone. She was now Ella. Wasn’t this what Weston wanted? She saw the pain in his eyes and suddenly reached out her hand to caress his face. Her fingers put on some force and her nails touched his face.