Chapter 1065


    Chapter 1065 Ste could only have him in her eyes. She could only see him in her sight. There were


    only two things left in Ste‘s life: staying with him, and waiting for him to return.


    Whenever Weston thought of this, he vaguely felt his blood boil. The natural possessiveness and


    dominance in his bones made him sleepless in the dark.


    He opened his eyes and looked at Ste‘s peaceful sleeping face in the dark. All he wanted was to


    possess herpletely , from her body to her soul.


    Ste became unusually well–behaved over the next few days. However, Weston could see the strong


    emotions brewing in her eyes whenever heid his eyes on her.


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    She seemed to want to spend time with him, cling to him, and pester him at all times, giving him no


    breaks.


    Ste had been this passionate before, but it was just an act. All she wanted was to get through the one


    year, then get away from him.


    Weston secretly enjoyed her passion for him, so he never


    exposed her acts. However, things were different now.


    He had a taste of what it was like to be truly loved by Ste, and an act of affection simply wasn‘t enough


    now. He wanted more.


    Weston was on the phone with Hayden in the study. He described to him how Ste had been acting


    strangely.


    Hayden sat in the clinic and stared at the two vibrant cactus pots on the windowsill. He was a little tired


    after a night shiftst night. When he heard Weston‘s question, he gradually went back to his usual


    spirits.


    “Are you saying that she’s suddenly very clingy? Are you worried she‘s still putting up an act?”


    “Even if it‘s an act, it‘ll be fine,” Weston said in a cool and low voice.


    Weston was wearing a ck and blue silk robe. He casually stood on the balcony and held a ss of red


    wine in his hand. He twirled it slightly and looked at the ripple on the surface.


    “If she‘s willing to act with me for life, I’ll dly ept it. Of course, I‘ll be more than happy to see her


    being serious.”


    Hayden pondered for a moment and thought for a long time. “In her case, maybe she‘s not really acting.”


    Hayden thought about it ording to his experience and found only one possibility.


    “Maybe Ste has Stockholm syndrome...”


    Weston raised his eyebrows slightly and seemed interested. “Go on.”


    “It is a type of psychological disorder, where a victim falls in love with its abuser. It‘s not an umon


    condition. I think what she‘s experiencing is very much in line with the principles of Stockholm


    syndrome.”


    “Are you saying I‘m the abuser and she‘s the victim in this rtionship?”


    Hayden heard the displeasure in Weston‘s stone and smiled. “I‘m just an outsider. You should be clear


    about this. Besides, I can‘t be sure if Ste really has Stockholm syndrome. Maybe she simply fell in love


    with you. Who knows?”


    –


    He knew what Weston wanted to hear and spoke with a touch of sarcasm.


    “Who says only crazy people fall in love with those who force themselves on them and hold them


    captive?”


    Hayden‘s smile faded after the call disconnected. The pen he was spinning in his hand fell on the table.


    The tip of the pen dropped and split. He picked it up and tried to write a few words on the paper, but the


    words only came out intermittently as the ink had stopped flowing


    It was one of his favorite pens. Hayden was a little annoyed and put the cap on with a loud click. Then,


    he threw it on the table. The pen almost fell again.


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