Chapter 263

Weston's expression darkened as he saw her belligerence, and his hands only ruffled her hair with greater force. Stella endured the pain and let him continue to blow her hair. After a while, he saw the tears pooling in her eyes and sighed gently. “If you told me you’re hurting, you wouldn’t have to endure the pain.” She ignored him, wiped the corner of her eyes, and turned her head away. He was the one inflicting the pain on her, yet she was to blame for not telling him it hurt. Weston felt his heart drop and he put the hair dryer aside. He held Stella’s face in his hands and pinned his forehead against hers. “How are you so bold?” He planted a kiss on the tip of her nose. “If you want to go see Roger, then go. Don’t put on a sour face.” His words were cold, but he was compromising for her. Stella’s eyes glistened, not expecting him to change his opinion. Seeing her face relax, he sneered and pinched her face. “I gave you what you want. Why don’t you give me a smile?” She wa