Chapter 158

Weston was unaware of her efforts. It was as though the void in his heart was filled when he realized she was back home. He walked forward and suddenly hugged her from her behind, his chin resting on her neck. Almost instantly, her scent overwhelmed his olfactory senses. He had never noticed it before, and all he knew was that she had a faint fragrance on her face. After their divorce, however, the scent became even more ingrained in his mind. He could feel her body tensing, but he wasn't in any hurry to act. "What perfume are you wearing?" he murmured, his powerful arm wrapping her waist. Stella shut her eyes tightly when she felt his hot breath on her skin. She took a deep breath and attempted to sound calm. "I don't use perfume." "What exactly is this scent?" Weston looked up and gripped her chin. He kissed her on the lips after turning her around. Stella did not react to him. She didn't fight back, but she didn't react either. It didn't take long for him to lose interest