Stella blinked. “I‘m sorry for not telling you...”
She looked down, and her eyes were dull. “Does everyone know now?”
“It‘s hard not to,” Justin said. “Even Bryce and the others talk about it in school.
“Guinevere is very famous with the kids nowadays, and they like to follow her news.
“Moreover, Weston‘s influence is bigger than her. He just doesn‘t like to show his face.
“Even Tina, who does not care about these things, knew about your story.”
Justin did not know why he talked so much to a drunk person.
Stella was obviously drunk, and her mind was a bit unclear.
Perhaps it was because he hadn‘t seen her for a long time that his heart wavered when he saw her
again.
“How have you been?”
Stella nodded somewhat mechanically.
Justin laughed at himself. “I am being superfluous. He even fell out with the Cohens for you. He should
be treating you well…”
Once again, she gave him the same response, seeming as though she didn‘t even think about it.
Justin sighed lightly. “You are such a bad drinker , and he lets you drink so much?”
“It‘s me who wanted to...” Stella defended him somewhat embarrassingly.
She rested her chin on the windowsill until a mark was left on her skin.
She felt very uncomfortable, but she had no idea to get out of the situation. Frowning, she rubbed her
chin, then rested her head on the window again.
Justin found it very funny. He reached out subconsciously to rub her head.
“What are you trying to do, Mr. Hall?”
A deep, cold voice resounded from behind him.
The startled Justin looked back and saw Weston striding toward him.
A bottle was in his hand, and his pace was steady. The black trench coat intensified his cold aura.
Even Justin had to admit it–this man was a natural alpha.
And because of that, he always felt that Weston wouldn‘t take Stella very seriously.
However, if such a man decided to love a woman deeply, no woman would be able to resist it.
Seeing Weston coming to her from afar, her eyes lit up. “You‘re back!”
If she was not in the car, she might‘ve just wiggled her feet in excitement.
The man had been gloomy, but when he saw her eyes full of joy, his tension eased a bit.
He walked to her and raised his hand to touch her red cheeks.” Tired of waiting?”
“No.”
Stella was really drunk. Disregarding Justin‘s presence, she happily placed her cheek on his palm. “Did
you buy me water?! want some.”
“Okay.”
Weston handed her the bottle, but she did not take it. She fixated her eyes on his hand. “Feed me.”
When Justin heard that, he felt uncomfortable and cocked his head to one side.
Weston swept a glance at him. Without saying anything, he unscrewed the bottle cap and held the bottle
in front of her mouth. “Drink slowly. Don‘t choke yourself.”
Stella stared at him blankly, then tilted her head and drank from the bottle while watching her man‘s
face.
Although she was drunk, her senses remained sharp.
Weston seemed to be a little pleased.
Justin coughed lightly. Unable to make himself stay any longer, he said, “I’ll be leaving, Mr. Ford.”
Weston hummed in response without looking at him. “She is drunk. If you are willing, I can send you an
invitation to our wedding, and we can catch up then.
After saying that, he raised his hand to wipe away the water at the corner of Stella‘s mouth.
His gentle movements gave Justin complicated feelings.
Whether it was Stella‘s dependence on him or Weston’s unconcealed possession and favor toward her,
he had to admit that they shared a bond that he could not interfere with.
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