Stella said nothing to Weston at all during the whole process of obtaining their divorce certificate.
Guinevere was waiting outside.
When she saw Weston come out, she immediately went over and latched onto his arm.
“Did everything go smoothly?”
Being a man of few words, Weston only grunted a reply, but it was obvious that he had a lot of patience
to offer Guinevere.
After walking a few steps, Guinevere abruptly stopped and looked back at Stella.
“You came here by cab, didn’t you, Ms.Sealey? If you don’t mind, Weston and I can give you a ride.”
Stella rejected her without hesitation.
“That’s alright.It’s easy to get a cab here.”
Then, she walked past them to leave.
Guinevere raised her eyebrows slightly as she watched Stella leave, seemingly wanting to say more.
Weston retracted his gaze and said, “Gwen, don’t do anything unnecessary.”
His voice was low as a whisper and there was a look of warning in his eyes.
Guinevere’s smile disappeared.
“Are you pitying her?”
Having said that, she felt the man’s aura abruptly darken.She turned and met Weston’s dark, cold eyes.
Guinevere internally shuddered.
She forced herself to smile and said, “I was just joking.You’re not going to argue with me over
something so small, are you?”
Weston kept quiet and tugged at his shirt collar.
Guinevere wasn’t sure if he was being his usual quiet self, or if he was angry about what had happened
earlier.
At the bottom of the stairs, Stella went over to the sidewalk, holding her phone as she waited for her
order to be accepted.She only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
The two people’s gazes felt like daggers on her back, even though they probably weren’t looking at her.
A cab drove over but it didn’t stop.
Instead, it sped past and swept up a wave of dust.
Stella covered her mouth and coughed, trying to fan it away with her hand.
A sudden wave of disgust rushed up to her throat.
Her expression faltered and she rushed over to a nearby trash can to gag.
Guinevere was about to get into the car when she heard this.She abruptly looked over.
“What happened to her…?”
Weston went on to open the car door as if he didn’t hear anything.
“Get in.”
But Guinevere retracted her hand and stared straight at him.
“You’re really not concerned about her at all?”
The man frowned as he looked at Guinevere.
“Gwen, there’s a limit to how emotional you can get.”
Guinevere held back and smiled sarcastically.
“Don’t I have the right to be capricious when I’m pregnant with your child?”
Weston let go and hid his annoyance as he answered, “You do.”
He looked straight at her.
“How do you plan to be capricious?”
Guinevere suddenly lost interest.
She cast Stella a glance before saying, “Let’s get in.”
She sat inside, and Weston shielded her head out of habit as she got in.
Then, he sat beside her.
After he closed the door, Guinevere stared at his side profile.
When she saw how he showed no interest in Stella’s well-being at all, she leaned against his shoulder,
feeling satisfied.
“Weston, I’m not that childish little girl from before anymore.I know that a relationship must be
maintained by two people, so I’ll try my best to control my emotions from now on.”
Weston massaged the point between his eyebrows and grunted faintly in response.
Guinevere was looking up.She had wanted to kiss him, but she was secretly annoyed after seeing how
indifferent he looked.
Alas, she said nothing and swallowed her anger.
***
They were officially divorced.
Stella gently breathed out a sigh of relief when she arrived at the hospital.
Despite feeling forlorn, she also felt relieved for some reason.She went straight to Roger’s ward, and
this time, she didn’t run into Henry.She didn’t want to meet anyone who was anyhow related to Weston
at all.
Roger’s complexion had improved significantly, and he immediately lit up upon seeing her.
“Sis, you’re here!”
Stella suddenly felt much better.She sat down beside his bed and patted the back of his hand.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah.Don’t worry, sis.I’ll cooperate in the treatments.”
He knew how much Stella had done for him, so right now, he should focus on recovery so as to not
disappoint her.His gaze wavered and he seemed like he had something to say.
Stella could tell what he was thinking, so she smiled.
“I’m already divorced.I don’t have anything to do with Weston anymore, so just take it as you’ve never
met this man before.” Roger swallowed, holding himself back.
Finally, he hung his head and replied, “I got it…”
Then, he stared at Stella’s stomach absentmindedly.
“Sis, once I’m discharged, I’ll work hard to earn money and take care of you and the nephew in your
tummy!”
Stella ruffled his hair and smiled gently.
“Then you’ll have to work hard to get better first.”
After a pause, she added, “You don’t have to worry about money.Weston has lots of it and he didn’t
mistreat me, so just focus on recovering.”
Roger’s jaw tensed up, looking dark.
After a moment, he hugged Stella.
“Sis, I’m sorry you’ve had to suffer.” Stella smiled.
“What are you saying? He gave me such a huge sum of money, and I got both his cash and body.I
don’t consider it suffering.”Roger said nothing.He merely sighed in response.
***
At Random Art Training Center… Yvonne had come up with quite a few names when she first founded
this training center, but she finally settled on the name ‘Random’ instead.
The name suited her personality too.
Perhaps Yvonne felt sympathy for Stella because the latter’s husband had cheated, she was much
closer to Stella now and treated Stella like a real friend.
Stella’s life was peaceful after that.
Her chest would still ache slightly when she remembered Weston sometimes, but she couldn’t be
bothered anymore once things got busy.
This child was a secret between Weston and herself, so she wouldn’t tell anyone.
However, the baby would keep growing, and there would come a day when she couldn’t hide it
anymore.
By then, the first person to know would be Yvonne.
Stella wondered if she should tell Yvonne the truth or come up with an excuse… On this day, after
Stella was done with her prenatal care checkup, she felt someone following her on the streets.
She thought she was overthinking things.
But after a few more steps, she heard the footsteps behind her get closer and heavier.
Stella felt goosebumps and remembered the harrowing news she had heard before… She suddenly
picked up her pace.
Alas, the person behind seemed to have noticed and came chasing after her.
Stella broke into a run, but she only managed to run a few steps when someone abruptly pressed down
on her shoulder.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
The rough voice of a man sounded behind her ear, followed by his heated breaths.
Stella screamed and turned around to look.
But she was caught off guard, and a white cloth was stuffed into her mouth.She just had a glance at the
man’s appearance before she smelled a strange scent and fainted.She felt groggy.
Stella tried to get up countless times, but her body felt heavy, and she couldn’t even open her eyes.
However, her hearing was slowly recovering.She couldn’t move but could hear the noise around her.
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And because she couldn’t see, her sense of hearing became much more sensitive.
The sound of heavy footsteps got closer, and then she heard a rough male voice saying, “The drug is
almost wearing off.Let’s hurry!”
Then, she felt a sudden chill!
After the divorce was finalized, Stella allowed herself a brief moment of relief. She arrived at the hospital to find Roger in much better condition, his face lighting up when he saw her.
“Sis, you’re here!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with warmth.
Stella smiled softly as she sat beside his bed, gently patting his hand. “Are you feeling better?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.
“Yeah. Don’t worry, sis. I’ll cooperate with the treatments,” Roger replied, his gaze earnest as he looked at her. He knew how much Stella had done for him, and he was determined to recover, not wanting to disappoint her. But there was something weighing on his mind, something he hesitated to bring up.
Stella noticed the hesitation in his eyes and smiled reassuringly. “I’m already divorced. I don’t have anything to do with Weston anymore, so just take it as if you’ve never met him,” she said, her voice calm and steady.
Roger’s face darkened slightly, and he looked down, clearly trying to hold back his emotions. After a long moment, he looked up again, his gaze filled with determination. “Sis, once I’m discharged, I’ll work hard to earn money and take care of you and the nephew in your tummy!” he said, trying to lighten the mood.
Stella ruffled his hair gently, her smile soft. “Then you’ll have to work hard to get better first.”
She paused, her expression turning a little more serious. “You don’t have to worry about money. Weston has plenty of it, and he didn’t mistreat me. So just focus on recovering.”
Roger’s jaw tightened, and he stared at her in silence, clearly upset by her words. He suddenly hugged her tightly, his voice thick with emotion. “Sis, I’m sorry you’ve had to suffer.”
Stella smiled gently, holding him close. “What are you saying? He gave me a huge sum of money, and I got both his cash and his body. I don’t consider it suffering.”
Roger didn’t respond. Instead, he sighed heavily, feeling the weight of his sister’s sacrifice.
At Random Art Training Center, Yvonne’s bond with Stella had grown stronger. Yvonne had always had a soft spot for Stella, especially after learning of her husband’s betrayal. The two women had become close friends, with Yvonne offering her both emotional and financial support. Yvonne treated Stella with kindness, and Stella came to see her as a true friend.
Stella’s life had settled into a peaceful routine, but there were moments when the memory of Weston would cause a twinge of pain in her chest. Despite the peace, she had a secret—her growing baby was a constant reminder of Weston, and though she tried to keep it hidden, the day would eventually come when she couldn’t conceal it any longer.
After a routine prenatal checkup one day, Stella felt an odd sensation. She noticed someone following her on the street and initially brushed it off as paranoia. But as the footsteps grew louder and closer, she began to quicken her pace. Her instincts screamed at her to flee.
The figure behind her matched her pace, and soon, she was running. But before she could escape, a strong hand pressed down on her shoulder, and a rough voice whispered in her ear.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Stella froze, terror surging through her. Before she could scream or react, a cloth was shoved into her mouth, and she caught a brief glimpse of her attacker’s face. The world around her went black, and she felt herself lose consciousness.
When she finally began to stir again, her body felt like lead. She couldn’t see, but her hearing returned, and she could make out the sounds of footsteps approaching. A man’s voice echoed in her ears.
“The drug is almost wearing off. Let’s hurry!”
A chill ran down her spine as she realized her nightmare was only just beginning.
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