The man stood petrified, his feet rooted firmly on the ground. Weston’s cold glare shot towards him, a
change from the frustrated look in his eyes. If looks could kill, the man was a dead man in his eyes.
The intensity of Weston’s glare sent chills down the man’s spine. He subconsciously shivered, and he
explained anxiously, “I… I didn’t do it on purpose…”
Weston settled Stella down in a comfortable position and ensured that she felt all right before standing
up and walking slowly towards the man. He lifted a leg and kicked it ruthlessly towards the man.
The man crashed loudly on the floor. Weston’s foot landed right in his stomach, and the force was
almost enough to rupture his internal organs. “Who are you to bump into her?”
A distance away.
Daisy stared dazedly at the scene before her.
She had never seen Weston in such a rage-he turned out to be absolutely terrifying when angry…
And all this for that woman.
She looked at Stella with complicated emotions in her eyes. She thought that Weston reached a
helping hand out to her because she was special to him.
But right now, at this moment, she could deeply sense that Stella was the special one in his heart.
All a stranger had to do was bump into her, and it was enough to send Weston flying into a rage,
driving him to almost chop that man up into pieces. Just how much did he care for her? The man did
not expect himself to get into such deep trouble. He collapsed on the floor, unable to retaliate after
getting kicked in the stomach. He threw up fresh blood and felt his body tearing apart from the inside. “I
was wrong… I really didn’t mean it… I apologize to her! I’ll compensate her! Please spare me!” “Spare
you? When you bumped into her just now, did you think about sparing her?” Weston’s voice was cold.
“If anything were to happen to her, you’ll be in a sorry plight.” With that, he strangled his neck, pulled
him up from the ground, and flung him to a wall.“ Does it hurt?”
“Yes.”
“That’s the way. Feel the pain she felt just now.”
This was also Stella’s first time seeing Weston so furious..
His eyes were burning red. His eyes which were originally deep and unfathomable like the night sky
now had a storm brewing in their depths.
Stella leaned against the wall and watched as Weston beat the man to near death. If no one stopped
him, it was highly likely that Weston would take his life. Chris and Daisy were aware of that possibility
and warned, “Enough, Weston! Don’t blow this out of proportion.”
Chris had already beaten up the man just now and thought he was reckless enough. He did not expect
Weston to behave even crazier than he did.
Weston’s previous nonchalance was simply because no one had rubbed him off the wrong way. When
that happened, however, Weston was scarier than anyone else. Daisy was similarly taken aback by
Weston’s behavior. She immediately yelled, “Mr. Ford, stop! You’ll kill him…”
She had no idea how things could descend to such a low. Here, the man she thought most rational was
hitting another man to death just because he bumped into Stella.
Was this the Weston she knew?
Upon seeing that Weston had no intention of stopping, Chris turned towards Stella anxiously, “Are you
just going to watch as he beats the man to death?” Anxiety flashed past his eyes.
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