Chapter 411


    Chapter 411


    Ste did a double take. “Hold on… Why are you calling me?” “Why not?” Weston replied, while


    gesturing for his chauffeur to drive straight ahead, and he soon spotted Ste hovering near a junction.


    She looked ever so adorable and docile as she waited obediently for the lights to turn green.


    “No, I just thought that you’d be busy with work…” Ste was going to say that she thought Weston


    would spend the day with Guinevere, but quickly stopped herself although she was on the verge of


    saying it. “Didn’t I tell you that I would be spending the next few days at home with you?” Ste did not


    answer at first, and said after a while, “I’m heading home, then. The lights have just turned green-I


    need to cross now. Talk to youter.” “Yeah,” Weston replied, and watched as Ste hung up before


    telling the chauffeur to follow. She usually preferred shortcuts, and even though Weston had told her


    many times not to take quiet paths, she would agree to it, only to fall back to her old habits-it was no


    exception this time.


    After turning into an alley, Ste walked along until the end to a small road, where only a single car


    could pass. Still, it was not isted since a single wall separated it from a busy highway, and it was


    brightly lit so Ste had nothing to fear.


    Nheless, she had been walking when she suddenly heard a car honking from behind. She


    instinctively moved aside to make way for the car, but it was not moving past her even after a long


    time.


    She then turned to find a ck luxury car following her, as if it was intent on staying and watching her,


    with no ns to drive past her at all. Ste found that a little weird just then, and tightened her hold


    over her pouch as she strode ahead. Even so, the car was still following her, and she could not shake it


    off no matter what she did.


    That was when Ste became sure that the car was there for her, and so she started to move at a


    hurried pace, before eventually breaking off into a run.


    Naturally, there was no way she could outrun a car, and she eventually stopped when she reached a


    dead end. Panting, she quickly picked up arge stick she found nearby while staring warily at the car.


    Then, one of the doors opened, and a pair of long feet stepped out. Ste finally looked up then, and


    she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that familiar face. Throwing the stick to the ground, she


    muttered, “Oh, it’s you…” She did not realize it was Weston because he was using a different car-


    before, he would always be in his ck Cullinan whenever he picked her up.


    Seeing that she was sweating bullets, Weston strode up to her and took her pouch while asking, “You


    didn’t recognize my car?” “How am I supposed to recognize them when you have countless?” Ste


    countered. “Make time to visit my garage. Remember every car you see, so that you won’t run off when


    Ie to pick you up next time.”


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    Ste said nothing–she had had a peek of his garage before, and there were so many cars that she


    would have to spend endless hours there to remember each of them.


    “You have so many cars you barely take some of them out of the garage. Why should I remember all of


    them?” “Fine. I won’t force you if you promise that you can recognize my car the next time around.”


    With that, Ste followed Weston into her car, but once inside, Weston threw her pouch off to a corner,


    pulled her into his arms, and showered her with kisses.


    His kisses became even more unbridled and more feverish than thest as time went by, until he


    eventually stopped short of doing something more. Ste vaguely sensed that they were going to do


    something else soon, and she started to get restless as she always did during such moments.