Chapter 414

Stella said nothing, but simply looked Weston straight in the eye. After a while, she muttered, "You probably know everything already, then…" "You wouldn't have said a word if I didn't, would you?" Weston asked. "So what if I told you? Are you going to straighten out Guinevere? She's your wife and the mother of your child, while I'm just a toy to you—" Even before she could finish, however, Weston had seized her by the chin and kissed her. Before he knew it, he had grown to resent hearing such words from Stella—he refused to hear any words that were demeaning to her, be it from herself or anyone else. And yet, he would never change Stella's mindset even if he could stop everyone else from talking. To her, the world was black and white, and if she could not clear the obstacles in her own head, she would simply loiter on the other end. It was also why as long as she had no legitimate reason to be at his side, she would never be happy, and would always belittle herself. Knowin