Chapter 870

Stella grunted and closed her eyes, refusing to look at him. The moment she shut her eyes, she felt sleepy. It did not take long before her breathing evened out. Weston hugged her and kissed her on her hair. “It seems you really don't remember what day it is.” He sighed gently, but his voice was hoarse. “Never mind. It's a good thing not to remember.” They would have a new wedding anniversary in a while. It was just a day in the past. It did not matter anymore if she had forgotten about it. His eyes glowed with infinite tenderness as he hugged her tighter. In the dark— Her eyes slowly opened, as she lay in his arms. She had sobered up a good bit. In fact, she remembered everything. It was their wedding anniversary. They had never actually celebrated their anniversary, having gotten married in a flash. To Weston, she was just a tool to piss Guinevere off but to her, it was a dream that came true. Just when she was full of joy and wanted to celebrate their anniversary