Chapter 379

The thunderclap jolted her awake from the daze. Stella recoiled, and her body shivered violently. She tossed the pillow across the room, and it landed on the floor. She looked at Weston. Seeing that he was still sleeping, as if completely unaware of what just happened, she climbed out of bed to pick up the pillow and placed it where it belonged. She shrank away from Weston completely, aghast of what she was doing just now. She was trying to kill Weston. Her whole body quivered at that realization. She dreaded to think what would have happened had she succeeded in her attempt. Weston was a powerful and influential man. If someone of his stature was to be found dead in her bed, there was no way that she would be able to get away with it. There would be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Even her brother might be implicated too. Stella was inundated by a sense of remorse and regret. She felt remorseful for the horrendous act that she almost committed. At the same time, she regretted