Chapter 585

The arches of Stella’s petite feet curved in a gentle slope. The feeling of her legs on his knees brought a subtle, inexplicable feeling to her. Somehow, the action felt rather suggestive to her. Perhaps because a woman exposing her feet had always been regarded as an act of intimacy, emphasized further by the stark contrast between his dark suit trousers and her fair skin. Stella suddenly felt uneasy and instinctively wanted to pull her legs back. Weston grabbed her ankles and furrowed his brows. “Behave yourself,” he warned. Stella’s face flushed a bright red. Weston would always warn her with those words at times like this. Somehow, after he said it, the air between them changed. Weston looked calmly at her until it made her cheeks flush bright red. He asked, “Is your temperature rising again?” Stella was sure he’d done that on purpose. “That’s quite enough… you’ve applied enough ointment…” She pulled her leg back as she exclaimed. Weston immediately grabbed