Chapter 919

Weston stood up. "It doesn't affect your walking, but you can't run either." Stella merely stared at the pair of things on her feet. "It doesn't affect walking..." But she felt no different from a felon. Indeed, she could walk but there was no way she could run or jump. "Aren't you afraid that people will see this and laugh at you?" Stella smiled bitterly. He lifted her chin, gazed into her eyes, and said, "Do you think I care what they think?" She stared at him blankly. "You can only use these means to tie me to your side. Is that really what you want?" "All I want is you." The man raised his hand, and his long, well-defined fingers slid across her cheek. "It doesn't matter what it means. The important thing is, even if I need to use shackles, restraints, or even a cage, I will do it without hesitation to make you stay by my side.” Stella’s face had almost turned green. "Cage? What do you think I am? A canary?" Ironically, he laughed at this. His eyes seemed to have a little