Chapter 771

The man was already bruised and swollen as he lay on the ground lifelessly. He was dying and had no strength to fight back. Weston was undoubtedly terrifying in this state. Soon, a sweet and fishy smell filled the air. Stella felt nauseous and subconsciously heaved. Her body tensed and kept trembling uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip tightly and could not help but dry heave a few times. She did not even have the strength to stand, and her face was as pale as a sheet. Weston heard her voice and stopped. He gave the man in front of him a cold glance, then slammed him to the ground and walked toward Stella. “Stella, come here.” His voice had a hint of urgency. The sound of his breath was like a whistle. He picked Stella into his arms and held her tightly. Weston hugged her tightly in his arms, as if trying to make her one with him. His hostile eyes were so red and bloodshot but filled with other deeper feelings as well. Strong reluctance, regret, and anger… But more than anyth