Chapter 594

She knew that Weston couldn't stand seeing her like this. Sure enough, the man picked her up and put her on his lap. "If you don't like it, don't do it." He kissed her forehead. "Now just lie down and enjoy, okay?" Looking at Stella’s reddened cheeks, he lowered his head and gently rubbed the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes and asked, "Can you go wash up first?" Weston looked down at her. "When did it become so difficult to serve you?" “Don’t you have OCD? Go clean up first….” “Okay.” He chuckled in a low voice. ... The bathroom door was closed. She let out a breath and sat up instantly before taking the medicine bottle from her bag and swallowing one. It had rained last night, and the weather outside was nice. When the light shone through the drawn curtains during the afternoon, the light in the room turned orange, with a sense of warmth. When she was put onto the bed again, she couldn't help but think about how absurd it was for them. In this matter, Weston had nev