Chapter 802


    Chapter 801


    Weston swept Ste‘s hair away from her face and kissed her again.


    “Weston...” Ste grumbled in a muffled voice. “Not here


    Pretty sure what he was about to do, she wanted to stop him.


    Weston stood up and peered down at her.


    “Call me something else,” he demanded.


    “What do you want me to call you?” Ste blinked at him in confusion.


    “Take a guess.”


    “...Mr. Ford?”


    Weston leaned down and pinched her chin, causing her to yelp in pain.


    “...darling?” She took another guess.


    “Better,” Weston replied, though he still looked unsatisfied.


    He picked her up from the chair and seated


    her on hisp. He sped a hand behind her head and held her close so their foreheads touched.


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    “Try again,” he coaxed.


    Ste’s eyes shed. She thought


    of how he put a diamond ring on her finger without her knowledgest night and had an idea.


    “...hubby?” she murmured breathily.


    As soon as she spoke,


    her lips were covered by his. He explored her hungrily with his tongue, almost as if he was about to sw


    allow her whole.


    Weston pinned her down onto his office table. He inteced his


    fingers between hers and gripped her tight. Then, he pulled her hand towards his lips and kissed the rin


    g.


    “Do you like it?” he asked. His lips had now wandered to her neck.


    “Yes…” she answered with some difficulty as his breath against her neck tickled her. “I... like it...”


    “I can‘t believe that you still


    remember this ring,” she added, her words punctuated by a few pauses. “You little liar,” Weston taunted


    her. He lifted her chin so she would have to look at him in his eyes. “You knew


    all along that I bought this ring, didn‘t you? You‘ve just been pretending not to notice it.”


    Ste looked away and grumbled, “You should be the one to take the initiative in these


    kinds of things anyway...”


    “Surely you must know my real intentions by now,” he said, squeezing her fingers. “Hmm?”


    “I don‘t know anything about that,” she denied, turning defiantly away from him.


    “Then you must be an idiot,” he sneered. He took her hands, raised them up to his


    lips, and nted little kisses on them. “If you can‘t figure out such an obvious thing, then what am I


    ever going to do with you, hmm?”


    “If you‘re not even willing to spell it out clearly,” she argued, “then how can I be sure about your


    intentions?”


    Weston fell silent. He leaned down, and as their foreheads touched, he pinched the tip of her nose.


    “I thought the surprise that you would give me today was an answer to my questionst night.”


    Ste had slept very soundlyst night. When Weston asked her to marry him, he could only see her e


    yelids tremble slightly before falling back to sleep again. Nevertheless , he was sure that she had heard


    him. She simply didn‘t want to give him an answer yet.


    Hisrge hands moved up till they rested on her shoulders. “Think about it and then give me an answer.


    He then went down on her hard, exerting on her a violent kiss that she could not escape from.


    Sensing his rising passion, Ste began to panic. “Stop!


    We are at the office!” she shouted.


    “My office,” he corrected her. “No onees in here without my permission.”


    “But you just had a meeting just now! What if someonees in to


    give you a report?” Weston grabbed her hands and held them firmly behind her back.


    “They‘re all my employees anyway. They wouldn‘t dare say anything about it.”


    “But I don‘t want anyone to see me in this state...”


    “Oh? Is the future Mrs. Ford worried about her image already?”


    Ste blushed fiercely.


    “I haven‘t agreed to marry you yet.”


    Weston‘s heart sank. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her body close so she would lea


    if not me, hmm?”