“Of course.” He combed his fingers through her hair.
He seemed to enjoy playing with her hair, and he wanted to keep them in his hands and play with them,
no matter what he was doing.
Stella despised strangers stroking her hair, especially when she was actually her parents’ precious
possession.
At that time, she had grown up with a lot of privilege and squeamish habits, but the realities of life soon
smoothed that out, leaving nothing behind. Seeing that she was so obedient, he calmed down a little.
“What movie do you want to watch?” as asked while carrying her to the movie room.
There was everything inside the mansion, even a nursery.
She used to like decorating every part of the villa, but Weston had never been to the nursery, and he
didn’t know what was inside.
As they walked past the room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and subconsciously peeked at the
door.
She noticed this and smiled.
The smile was meaningful. “In the future, you can take Stella and your two children here. After all, it
would be a waste just being here,” she deliberately said. Of course, she knew how noble their children
were. The two kids had been treated like royalty from the moment they were born, so why would they
possibly care about a room she had decorated?
She wanted to say all these things out loud, and let him hear them.
After such a sour relationship and marriage, she had few complaints about him.
The one thing she regretted was her unborn child. She craved a family, wishing that she could have at
least one member in this world.
But her rare blood type determined that she could only have one child, and she had since lost
So how could she willingly let him go? Perhaps Weston could sense the resentment in her, and he
quickened his pace to the movie room, not saying a word.
“What do you want to watch?” he asked, avoiding all topics about the baby.
Ever since reuniting with her, his first reaction was avoidance, whenever this topic was brought up.
That said, Weston wasn’t a man that ran away from things.
Ever since he was a kid, he would bear the consequences of whatever he did and wouldn’t regret a
single thing. However, this wasn’t something he could be just like Stella as well.
In the beginning, he never really cared about the child but as time passed on, he started to feel the
same emotions Stella had in her heart. Every time he dreamed about the unborn child, the grief and
misery he felt served as a constant reminder of how much he regretted his decision at the time.
But he never showed it.
He was Weston Ford. He never looked back at the past, as cowards would do. The one thing he would
do was to get her forgiveness.
He believed that one day they would both forget the pain of losing their children, but that day had not
yet come.
Nonetheless, all of his emotions were tucked away under his placid demeanor.
He randomly picked a movie and put the remote aside.
Stella stopped fighting and sat down.
The minute the movie started, they saw someone familiar.
She looked at the beautiful woman on the screen and smiled. “No wonder Guinevere is the best
actress. She looks so stunning on screen.”
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