Chapter 45

She paused for a moment and smiled as if a thought flashed past her mind. “A child.” She looked straight into Weston’s eyes and said the two words emphatically. Instinctively, Weston released her hand as those two words left her mouth. Stella wanted to see something from his gaze, but it was a pity that she couldn’t see anything. At that moment, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Was she expecting a man like him to feel sorrow and guilt over that child? He wouldn’t. He only cared for the child he had with Guinevere, whereas she and her child were but just lowly ants in his eyes, deserving only to be stepped on by him and thrown aside like a rag doll. “Mr. Ford, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be off.” Stella pushed him aside, but at the next second, he grabbed her wrist again. It was then that she lost all patience with him. “What exactly do you want?” She turned her face around and looked at him with frustration, “Don’t tell me you just want to catch up and remi