Chapter 1263Chapter 1263
“I will lose my wife if I want my face, my wife is more important.”
Stella said, “Who is your wife?”
She glared at him. “Don’t forget that we’ve been divorced a long time ago, in fact, twice.”
“We were married in front of everyone in Ahn City, and don’t you forget that either,” Weston reminded. He
looked serious, though he showed no awareness that he was actually forcing her to complete the
wedding. “You took a vow in front of the priest, and me, too. Besides, we did not dissolve the marriage
three years ago.. it is you who unilaterally declared your death. Even after your death, you are still my
wife.”
Stella could only remain silent for a moment. She could never win against this man when it came to
shamelessness. He could say such things so righteously.
She walked into her tent without looking at him.
He followed her into the tent. She looked at the clothes he had washed. They had all been hung up
properly for
drying.
She walked over to inspect his work and suddenly frowned. “This is the laundry you did?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“It’s not clean here.” Stella pointed to the spot on her shirt where it was originally printed with a pattern. “How is it still so
dirty?”
Weston knew she was deliberately picking a fight just by taking a look at it and said to her, “You just
might not be able to clean this thing even with disinfectant.”
“Are you talking back now? If you don’t want to wash it, just don’t. Is it necessary to be so stubborn after
you did a bad job?”
Weston was silent.
Indeed, he should not have refuted her just now.
He knew that Stella was deliberately picking a fight, so he should not have gone against her wishes.
“Okay, I will wash it again.”
Stella just pointed to a top but did not expect him to reach out and remove all her undergarments as
well.
Her eyes widened at once. “I’m talking about the knit shirt!”
“I know. Since it’s not clean enough, the others must be more or less the same. I’ll re–wash them for
you.”
Stella was so angry that her face turned a little red, or perhaps she was a little shy. “No need for the
undergarments. I’ll wash them myself later.”
“How can I let you do it? It’s so cold now.” Weston frowned and said to her, “Good girl, go and sit for a while, I will be back soon.”
So that night, the whole crew witnessed Weston going to the house of a local herder to borrow a basin
and ask for
some soap in order to wash the clothes for Stella. He washed them thoroughly, making sure they were
clean.
He looked as serious as getting a business deal worth
millions of dollars.
Nicole could not stand it anymore and walked over to him. “Mr. Ford, stop it. Can’t you see that Stella is
doing it on purpose?”
He ignored her remark and gave her an indifferent look instead. “Get out of the way.”
Nicole paled a little, not expecting him to side with Stella
even at this point.
She stood in front of him and refused to leave. “I can’t
watch you suffer like this anymore. You want to wash her clothes, don’t you? Okay, I’ll help you wash
them
together!”
After she said that, she took a small bench over and sat in front of him, attempting to get the clothes in
his hands.