Chapter 895 How Was The Taste?

"I was afraid that you'd leave, so I took that as a justification. You're very special to me, to the extent that I can't look at any other woman but you. Waverly, in the past, I couldn't give you happiness, but I can now," Lenold said excitedly. "I'm not interested in men who compartmentalize sex and love. Besides, I have someone I like. Who knows, maybe I'll be with him." Waverly grimaced. "Who? Your husband? I'd like to see which he'll pick; power or you," Lenold said confidently. Waverly knew Bellamy wasn't in it for the power, but for Stella. Everything he did, he was doing it for Stella. "It's not him that I like," Waverly replied, her voice heavy. "If it's not him, then who? Who?!" Lenold was ruffled. "Once I become his wife, you'll know who he is," Waverly replied. "Woof." She was startled to hear the dog bark. Hanging up the phone, she turned back. Only to see Bellamy put down a basket with two black and whit