Chapter 263


    Chapter 263


    Weston’s expression darkened as he saw her belligerence, and his hands only ruffled her hair with


    greater force


    Ste endured the pain and let him continue to blow her hair. After a while, he saw the tears pooling in


    her eyes and sighed gently. “If you told me you’re hurting, you wouldn’t have to endure the pain.” She


    ignored him, wiped the corner of her eyes, and turned her head away. He was the one inflicting the


    pain on her, yet she was to me for not telling him it hurt. Weston felt his heart drop and he put the


    hair dryer aside. He held Ste’s face in his hands and pinned his forehead against hers. “How are you


    so bold?” He nted a kiss on the tip of her nose. “If you want to go see Roger, then go. Don’t put on a


    sour face.” His words were cold, but he waspromising for her. Ste’s eyes glistened, not


    expecting him to change his opinion.


    Seeing her face rx, he sneered and pinched her face. “I gave you what you want. Why don’t you


    give me a smile?”


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    She was still a little resentful, though. Earlier, he had threatened her in the bathroom that he would do


    something to Roger, but since he had agreed to let her see him for a few days, she decided to let it go.


    She shed a smile at him.


    It was a little forced, but Weston epted it.


    “Let’s sleep now.”


    Ste nodded. As she was about toy down, he suddenly patted her shoulder. “Are you hungry since


    you didn’t have dinner?”


    “No.” She shook her head. He nced at her, stood up, and walked to the kitchen without saying a


    word.


    Half an hourter


    Weston walked into the room. “I asked Joan to make some food for you.” He ced them on the little


    table in front of Ste. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t feel like eating. But no one would care if


    you’re hungry in the middle of the night.” His words were harsh, but she decided to not argue with him


    and she reached out to take the food “Thank you.”


    “You don’t hate me anymore?”


    She knew his words meant otherwise, so she ignored him. After quickly finishing the food, she passed


    the te to him. He didn’t leave after taking it. Instead, he reached his hands out to wipe the corners of


    her lips. “How old are you, still leaving stains on your mouth?”


    She lowered her head and wiped one corner of her lips to check if there was any stain.


    However, Weston grabbed her chin, not letting her move. He took a tissue from the bedside table and


    gently helped her wipe her mouth.


    They were leaning so close to each other she could feel his hot breath on her skin.


    If either one of them moved forward a bit, their lips would touch. But he stayed in the same position.


    After wiping, he let her go.


    He stood up and left the room with the bowl in his hands.


    As Ste watched him walk away, her tense body rxed. She nced at the wide bedroom, then shut


    her eyes.


    When Weston returned, he saw that she’d curled up in the nket. He shook his head and went


    straight to the bathroom.


    Under the nket, she could hear the sound of running water.