Chapter 312


    Chapter 312


    Chapter 312 Ste found itughable.


    When did he ever try to please her?


    Wasn‘t he always the one to make her life miserable whenever he was upset?


    Weston knew that she was still mad, given her silence.


    His patience was restored once again. “I thought you couldn‘t


    care less about all those women outside?”


    “I don‘t,” Ste insisted. “Anyway, I‘m no different from them. Why should I care–”


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    Before she could finish, Weston lowered his mouth and bit the corner of her lips.


    Ste yelped in pain.


    Weston took the chance to advance and kiss her till she was all out of breath. He rested his chin on her


    forehead. “You‘re different from the rest. Don‘tpare yourself with them.”


    “How so?”


    Ste looked up into his eyes. “You just haven‘t got tired of me yet...”


    He furrowed his brows and interrupted her self–deprecating remark. “Stop overthinking.”


    Ste looked at him quietly.


    She wondered if he would treat her like he treated Be and dismiss her with a sum of money when he


    eventually got tired of her.


    Of course, that would be the most ideal oue, one that Ste looked forward to.


    After all, he had done exactly the same thing to her previously.


    Weston saw that she remained quiet and held her hand up, intecing his fingers with hers.


    He toyed with her fingers in his hand and chuckled lightly a momentter. “Are you jealous?”


    Ste was stunned for a moment before she turned to him with a smile. “Do you


    think I‘m in a position to be jealous?” “Why not?” Weston pinched her chin and tightened his fingers aro


    und hers. “As long as you say you‘re jealous, I‘ll agree


    to one request.” Ste pursed her lips, keeping quiet. The next moment, she found herself pinned onto


    the couch by Weston. She was forced to lean back, unable to struggle against his hold. His arms were l


    ike bands of steel that shackled her in their embrace. His haunting gaze enveloped her like an ensnarin


    g web, slowly suffocating the breath out of her.


    After a long while, Ste opened her mouth to speak. “Yes, I‘m jealous.”


    The knot between his brows unfurled and he looked clearly pleased.


    He pecked her cheek and said, “Very good. What do you


    want?” Ste turned away, refusing to look at him.


    She had to y her part thoroughly. She pursed her lips tightly, then said, “I want you to


    never see that woman ever again.” As


    she had expected, his spirits lifted even more upon hearing those words.


    Weston


    pinched her cheeks. “There was nothing between us in the first ce, and I never touched her. Why are


    pushed against his chest, not allowing him toe closer, “You‘ve been


    desecrated by another woman. Don‘t you dare kiss me.”


    It was fine for her to throw a petty tantrum, but she had to know her limits.


    Weston‘s eyes darkened as he nted another kiss on her.


    “Desecrated?”


    He kissed her repeatedly. “You‘re my only woman. What else do you want?”


    Ste just couldn‘t figure him out sometimes. Was he such a habitual liar that lying through his


    teeth came so easily, or did he really think that she was stupid? ...So stupid that she would trust him


    just because of his honeyed words? Even if she had sessfully immersed herself in the role


    and wanted to portray the image that she was fully reliant on


    Weston, she would, at times, subconsciously let slip her mind... like what she had just done.