Chapter 293


    Chapter 293


    “I just want to give this a try, that’s all.” Ste’s gaze fixated on Weston. Her moist gleaming eyes made


    her look innocent and pitiful. Weston knew that she had made herself look this way on purpose, but


    that did not stop his heart from softening. “So you… really want to be an actress that much?” he asked.


    “Mm-hmm,” she nodded. “Besides, I’ll have nothing to do once the training center closes down.” “You


    can stay by my side and be mypanion.” “But you can’t stay with me the whole day!” she argued.


    For some reason, this sentence pleased Weston very much. The rigid iciness in his countenance


    thawedpletely and he loosened his grip on her body. “But apart from the time I spend working,” he


    said, lovingly caressing her cheek, “I’ve devoted all of my time to be with you. Isn’t that enough?” “No,”


    she shook her head. “It’s not enough.”


    She rested her head on his shoulder. It suddenly dawned upon her that she knew exactly what to say


    to get through to him… which was also the best way to persuade him and get him to do what she


    wanted.


    He wanted her to be just as she was when they were married, didn’t he? “Back then,” she grumbled, “I


    used to wait for you toe home every day. I was all alone in a big empty house, just staring at the


    wall for endless hours. It felt nothing less than awful!” Weston’s body stiffened. He waspletely


    under her spell, as his mind was dragged back to the past. The fact that Ste would bring up their past


    took himpletely by surprise. He was no longer sure if this woman in his arms was the defiant E


    Steele or the sweet Ste Sealey from the past. “Did you…” he lifted her chin to see her more clearly.


    “Did you really wait for me toe home every day?” “Mm-hmm,” she nodded, looking deep into his


    eyes. “Every day.” “But sometimes,” she continued, “you didn’te home at all, so I’d wait for you the


    entire night.”


    Ste paused and smiled at him before adding, “Didn’t you notice that the lights were always on every


    time you came home?” Weston held her closer and tighter. Then he leaned over and kissed her eyes,Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    moving along the contours of her face until he finally reached her chin. He smooched her all the way


    with a ferocity that almost melted Ste.


    “…why didn’t you tell me?” Weston asked in a husky voice.


    “I was worried that it might disturb your work,” she replied, smiling wryly. “You told me yourself, didn’t


    you, that I shouldn’t disturb you while you’re working unless there’s an emergency?” Weston


    remembered that he did, indeed, say that in the past. “…from now on,” he stated with an imprable


    expression, “you cane and find me anytime for whatever reason at all. More importantly, you are


    absolutely not allowed to contact Justin Hall, understood?”


    Ste nodded.


    “I really enjoyed acting,” she added. “I promised you that if you let me do this, I will never cause you


    any trouble. Besides, filming is usually done during the day, so I’ll be home waiting for you by the time


    you return. So please let me do this, hmm?”


    Her eyes, her looks, and her attitude all started to resemble those of the old Ste from the past.


    Weston, unable to take his eyes off her, was tongue-tied for a good while. That knot ofplex


    feelings had begun to rise up in him once more. All manner of contradicting emotions tangled up with


    each other, flooding his senses in a giant, incontroble wave.


    It was that old feeling again. Weston had always found himself on the verge of losing all control when


    he faced Ste. This time was no exception. It didn’t matter that he was usually a perfectly rational


    person. When it came to Ste, he was always helpless andpromising. With one hand pressed


    against the nape of her neck, he went in and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. He bit into her lower lip,


    wishing to taste the saltiness of her blood.


    They kissed for a very long time, until Weston finally let her go, letting out a breathless sigh with his


    breath brushing against her ear. “…you always get your way, don’t you?” he whispered to her in a


    feeble voice. Weston had always done that, Ste thought. He had always acted as if she was the


    mistress of his heart, body, and soul.