Chapter 561

Stella kept quiet and climbed into bed. She opened the blanket and lay her body down. She had planned to talk to him about Roger tomorrow, but then the moment she lay down in bed, Weston immediately turned over to the other side with his back facing her. It was obvious that he was still mad. She could almost feel a cold aura emanating from him. They were both lying in the same bed, yet it felt like they were on the opposite ends of the world. Stella stared at his back, recalling the days when they had just gotten married. Weston was not used to sharing a bed with someone else, so the minute they were done having sex, he would instantly get up and leave. This man never failed to leave indelible impressions on her. He would make her feel the utmost joy she could never have imagined, then drag her down to the deepest depths of hell where anguish and sorrow thrived. For countless nights, she would stare quietly at his back, not daring to touch him. But now, with a cold and indiffere