Chapter 949
Chapter 949
Weston got out of the car first and picked Ste up in his arms. Then, he strode inside. Joan had been
told about their return and was already making the appropriate preparations inside.
“Madam, Mr. Ford…” Joan greeted them with a smile. When she saw Weston enter with Ste in his
arms, she stepped aside.
“The vi is ready. I’ve cooked some of Mrs. Ford’s favorite dishes. It’s still warm!” Ste felt a little
embarrassed to be carried around in Weston’s arms.
“Put me down…” she whispered into his ear. Joan was still around, and it would be inappropriate for
him to be carrying her around. It was as though she could not walk herself.
Even so, Weston did not put her down. Instead, he ordered Joan, “Go in first and get her stuff ready.”
“Yes, Mr. Ford.” Weston still did not put Ste down after Joan left. He stood in the foyer and held her
on one knee. He kept one hand on her waist and changed her shoes.
“Joan is one of our own. There’s no need to be shy.” Weston was in the belief that Ste was the shy
type and easily got flustered. Ste lowered her head and watched Weston with dazed eyes. Weston
was helping her put on her shoes with very gentle movements. In the past, the old Ste would never
be able to experience such gentle treatment from him. He was now behaving as though he truly
treasured her. Weston grabbed her exquisite feet and slowly slipped them into the cotton shoes before
letting her stand up.
” No more bare feet at home,” he urged.
Ste liked running around barefoot asionally. The vi was carpeted, but it didn’t cover the entire
ce. Weston maintained wooden flooring in his study because he did not fancy the plush feel on his
feet. Thus, Weston was concerned that her running around would somehow hurt her feet. Ste
frowned.
“I’m not pregnant. Don’t treat me like I’m so fragile…”
As soon as she said that, the air between them froze. Weston stroked her hair.
“It doesn’t matter if you’re pregnant or not.” He took her by the wrist and let her stand in front of him.
“With the condition you’re in, you should be taking good care of yourself.” Weston could see her belly at
eye level. Ste looked down and sensed something else inside his eyes. Ste did not say anything.
Both of them stayed quiet for a while until Joan called out to them from the kitchen. Weston stood up
and held her hand.
“Let’s go.”
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"Okay." It waste after dinner, and Ste sat in front of the dressing table, feeling a little dazed. Every
now and then, she would think about the pot of oleander.
If she had been crueler, would all the unbearable feelings stop? A warm embrace wrapped her from
behind. When she turned her head to the side, Weston''s chin came near her.
“What are you thinking about?” Ste shook her head and pursed her lips slightly.
“I thought... you''d me me.”
“For what?"
“For running away from the wedding...” Weston paused a little, then reached out to tidy her hair.
“ I didn''t want to let you go at first, but doing that will only make things worst. It won''t do any good
except make you reject me more.” Ste frowned slightly.
“That''s why you''re being so patient now. You''re doing this to cure my sexual aversion
"You could say so." Weston looked at her intently. His previously gentle and affectionate demeanor
seemed to turn a little cold.
“Ste, I''m no phnthropist , but I''m notpletely uninterested in you either.” He tipped her chin and
muttered, “I may not take action about certain things, but that doesn''t mean I don''t care. It''s also not the
time. Do you understand?"
Ste looked at him, stunned. She lowered her eyes as soon as she understood his words.
"I know..." Weston kissed her lips with satisfaction.
“Good girl.” Then, he picked her up and said, “The doctor is waiting outside. I''ll take you there now."