Chapter 143

“Weston, you’re really the fakest person I’ve ever met.” The blood on his knuckles still flowed, and the room was overpowered with the stench of blood. Her words were like toxic vines that had sliced a rift between them. But he was no longer interested in them. "I'll give you a few minutes to walk out there and tell the father and son that you won't see them again," he barked coldly. Stella's sparkling eyes finally showed emotion when he finished his words. They dimmed until all that was left was coldness. “Impossible,” she said and shook her head. That one word was enough to anger Weston. He tightened his grip and suffocated her, not letting go even when her face became crimson. "Don't test my patience." He realized she had many ways to make him lose control. The first was having him see her fall from the building, and now he had to watch her start a family with another guy. She would rather be someone else’s stepmother than spare him another glance. This alone drove him t