Chapter 659


    Chapter 659


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    Ste looked up, her eyes aching with tears. She tried her best to blink them back. “I’m not throwing a


    tantrum…”


    A whileter, she added, “I wanted to avoid you both…”


    “Are you deliberately saying that to anger me?” Weston lifted her chin and gradually tightened his grip.


    “I had no idea you were there.”


    Ste turned her face away, removing her chin from his fingers.


    Her evasiveness was clear to him, and he was lost in a daze staring at her petite chin.


    Ste said, “I didn’t expect you two to be there. Had I known, I would never have gone there…”


    Weston couldn’t find anything wrong with what she said, but he somehow found her words intolerable.


    “I met her to fulfill your request. Don’t overthink things.”


    “I didn’t…”


    Weston was unable to hold back a second more as he put his arms under her shoulders and hauled


    her up.


    He didn’t know which part of her body he touched that made her hiss in pain and furrow her brows.


    Weston paused for a moment and released his arms.”


    What’s the matter?”


    He suddenly recalled that Guinevere had also bumped into Ste when she tripped and sprained her


    foot.


    He furrowed her brows and pressed Ste back down on the couch. Then, he turned her around and


    lifted her shirt to check her injury.


    Ste found her entire body turned around, and a chill ran up her back.


    She widened her eyes. “What are you doing? Let go of me!”


    She instinctively reached out to push his wrist down to stop him from going further, thinking he wanted


    to be physically intimate.


    Weston saw her agitated response, and his face darkened. “What did you think I was trying to do?”


    Ste buried her face in the couch and turned her face to the side towards him. She gritted her teeth,


    her eyes filled with resistance. “I don’t want to have sex at such a time


    His eyes turned pitch-ck. “Am I such a person in your eyes, someone with nothing else in his mind


    besides sex?”


    Ste remained silent as she gritted her teeth, her posture a clear answer to his question.


    Weston was so frustrated with her that he was on the verge of bursting intoughter. His tongue


    brushed his mrs as he suddenly leaned against her back and looked over her shoulders. “Since


    you’ve already convicted me in your heart, why don’t I just do as you wish? Otherwise, I might let you


    down.”


    Ste caught his hint and began struggling. “Don’t touch me…”


    Weston reached out his hand onto her neck, and leaned into her ear, his hot breath tickling her skin.


    “How am I going to let you in a yearter if you keep behaving like this?”


    Ste’s eyes had be bloodshot from suppressing the indignance she was feeling inside. She


    could do nothing but force herself to swallow it.


    His words made her realize that everything between them was nothing but a transaction.


    She had no right to express her genuine thoughts and feelings.


    A momentter, Ste took a deep breath and collected herself. “There’s no protection here,” she


    forced herself to say through gritted teeth.


    It was a sign of submission.


    Yet, Weston did not feel the joy of victory at all.


    His patience was wearing thin. Perhaps because he had a taste of how she was like when she loved


    him, her slipshod attempts and look of humiliation could no longer satisfy him.


    “Your acting skills are fabulous. No matter what I’ve done to you, you will still do it with me as long as I


    can satisfy your needs?”


    She should have been angry or jealous or demanded an exnation from him.


    She shouldn’t have acted the way she did from the start. She shouldn’t have been there, bumping into


    him and Guinevere and calmly saying she should have avoided them. She was sensible, so sensible to


    the point of abhorrence.