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Chapter 849
Stella sighed. "I didn't mean to hide it from you, but..."
*Forget it. I know."
Yvonne waved her hand. "It's not like I don't go online. I know what you've been through.
"No wonder Weston insisted on being with you,” she lamented."
Turns out you two have a past."
The more resentment she felt, the more she spoke up. "I knew it all along. The Stella I know
would never be willing to be the third wheel in someone else's relationship! There has to be
more to
Aside from being forced by Weston, there was indeed another hidden reason.
Yvonne added smugly, "Lucas was always biased against you, wasn't he? After this news
broke out, he didn't stop me from coming to visit you. He always found me a poor judge of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcharacter and gets fooled easily. He finally stopped nagging at me about this..."
She wasn't really angry that Stella hid the truth from her, with her main aim to meet Stella
and catch up with her. However, she did not expect to see two luxury cars parked outside
The Doghouse a short while after she met Stella.
Yvonne had sneaked out without Lucas knowing.
She had always enjoyed crowded places and decided to come
to The Doghouse during this rare opportunity that she could leave the house.
Goosebumps appeared on her back as a bad feeling swarmed over her. "Oh no. Dr. Quirk is here to nab me..."
"You're still so scared of him?" Stella asked.
Yvonne glared at her. "What do you mean by scared? That's love, okay?"
"You're still so in love with him..."
Stella chuckled at how anxious she looked. At least Yvonne was happy in her marriage.
Her joy, however, was short-lived as she looked at the text that Ben sent her.
"Mr. Ford isn’t in a good mood today. Mrs. Ford, can you please do something?"
Stella was stunned for a while, unable to comprehend why he would send a message like this to her.
Ben went on to inform her about the comments online.
That was when Stella found out about the trash that reporters had been writing.
No wonder Ben sent her that message in secret.
Given how possessive Weston was, this was major news indeed.
She packed her bag and said hurriedly, "I have something to attend to. I've got to run."
Yvonne was stunned. "Don't go! Dr. Quirk will be coming real soon. You’ll have to stick around to defend me..."
"I probably can't even save myself," Stella replied.
"What happened to you?"
In a resigned tone, Stella updated Yvonne about what had happened online.
Yvonne looked at her with disdain, "Why are you being so submissive to your fiance ? It's
like you have no dignity at all."
"What about yourself?" Stella refuted.
"Not at all!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYvonne explained, "That's just me giving my husband some dignity and pride. In fact, Dr.
Quirk listens to me all the time. If I tell him to turn left, he wouldn't dare turn to the right!"
Stella pursed her lips. "In that case, Weston listens to me too. He'll give me anything I ask
for."
While it was true that Weston was overly possessive , he was also very generous to her.
Yvonne's competitive streak was immediately aroused as she said, "That's nothing. Dr. Quirk
is very diligent in the bedroom!"
Married women were always bolder with their words...
Stella remained silent, which made Yvonne smug. "Why aren't you saying anything? No
matter how well a man treats you, excellent performance in bed is still key.”
Stella felt that if she continued not to speak up for Weston, it might leave a dent in his
reputation. "Weston's the same. He's rather persevering in bed, too."
Both women continued their conversation, oblivious to the expressions on the faces of the
two men standing behind them.