After recuperating in the hospital for a few days, Stella demanded to be discharged.
Weston disagreed initially, but it was tough to say no to her spoiled–child antics. He was already a simp
for her coquettish acts, but
now that she was staring at him with red and pitiful eyes, he naturally followed whatever she wanted.
Moreover, being discharged from the hospital wasn‘t an excessive requirement with her current conditio
n. With him by her side, no one would be allowed to harm her.
Ben also saw that he seemed a little too indulgent on Stella recently.
Although he didn‘t say it, it seemed he would‘ve picked the stars in the sky for her if
that was what she wanted.
Ben, however, felt that something seemed off.
After all, Stella should have been bothered about Guinevere .
But Weston didn‘t explain anything and let her go. Stella should‘ve supposedly made a fuss...
But she didn‘t seem to care much.
But he felt a woman couldn‘t be so generous about this kind of thing!
There were many times when he wanted to remind Weston. But seeing the relaxed look he had never h
ad, Ben swallowed all those words.
He has been by Weston‘s side for many years and has never seen him so happy.
All the employees in the company felt that the atmosphere had been much better
recently, and the vibe had become very relaxed. Ben knew that this was obviously because of Stella.
If the boss were happy, the employees would be relaxed too.
Although Weston promised Stella that she could be discharged from the hospital, he was still worried
about her body and strictly restricted her from traveling.
Of course, it was also more likely that the kidnapping last time made Weston even more on guard.
The point was, Stella was almost bored to death staying at home.
Besides, Weston had been getting off work earlier and earlier every day.
Since the doctor said they were allowed to have sex, the man no longer hid his true nature.
The earlier he came home, the later she would wake up.
It was miserable getting pushed back and forth on the bed.
Today was no different.
She was initially in her small workshop, watching a movie comfortably when she heard the gate unlocki
ng – Stella subconsciously wrapped herself in her little blanket tightly.
At the entrance.
As soon as Weston opened the door, he saw a fluffy ball dashing straight into his arms.
He subconsciously reached his hand to catch her and held her in his arms.
“Be careful.”
There was a hint of blame in his tone, but his arms were sincere as they hugged her tightly.
Stella hugged his waist, raised her head, and smiled at him. “You come back so early every day recently
The man raised his eyebrows. “Don‘t worry. Even if the company shuts down, I will be able to
support you.”
Suddenly, she looked at him thoughtfully. “Seriously though, is there any chance of your company going
“Why are you asking this?”
Weston picked her up with one hand, took off
his suit jacket , and threw it on the porch beside him, weighing her.
“Not bad. You gained some weight.” Now a little higher than him, she held
his face and looked at him. “Thank you, Mr. Ford, for feeding me lately. I seem to have gained a lot
of weight.”
“You feel good.” He pinched her cheeks.
She smiled and pried away
his hand. “Don‘t touch.” The man changed his hand and switched her on his other arm to hold her. “Wha
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