Chapter 1223
Stella frowned. She put down the coffee cup and picked up her handbag before announcing, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now.”
“No problem, Miss Cicily. I hear you’ve got two young children, and I wouldn’t want to take up any more of your time. Oh, should I drive you home?”
“No,” she shook her head. “I drove myself.”
She then got up and left without even looking at Weston once.
Just as she walked down the steps below the coffee shop, Weston suddenly grabbed her wrist and held her in place.
“Stella.”
She seemed completely unsurprised by the turn of events. In fact, she had expected that something like this would happen.
“What is it now?” she asked, looking at him with raised brows.
That cold, unsurprised look of hers stung Weston’s eyes.
“I have something to tell you. Do you have some time to spare?”
“You surprise me, Mr. Ford. I didn’t think that a man like you would need to ask if someone had time to spare. Why didn’t you just scoop them and take them away if you w
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