Chapter 38


    Chapter 38


    A shadow seemed to fall on Weston’s face for a moment, but he remained silent through it all. He


    calmly regarded Ste in scrutiny while Ste sat beside Yvonne in silence, as if she did not notice him


    staring at her. Ste would never have guessed that the guests Yvonne talked about were Weston and


    Guinevere. What a small world it was! She thought of the irony of them meeting again, when Weston


    was so adamant about sending her off out of his sight. Despite everything, Ste was curious to see


    how Weston would react next, now that he’d seen her.


    “I had the same thoughts myself when I first met E!” said Yvonne with some astonishment. “She


    looked just like a friend of mine! I guess it is a strange coincidence. I never thought that two people who


    aren’t twins could look so much alike. It was weird enough that I knew someone who looked like E. I


    can’t believe that you know someone who looks like her too!”


    Yvonne then turned towards Ste and studied her face.


    “Such a pretty face… I can’t believe there’d be so many people who look like this!”


    Ste couldn’t help but snicker. “You’re only saying that to tter me, aren’t you?” she teased Yvonne.


    Yvonne didn’t mind that Ste read through her mind at all. She put her arm around Ste’s shoulders


    and said, “I’m only speaking the truth! You really are that pretty!”


    At this point, Guinevere had gotten much calmer now, and with a clearer head, her suspicions began to


    solidify. Could this woman really not be Ste Sealey? Could there really be someone who looked just


    like her? How could that be possible? Could such perfect doppelgangers exist in this world?


    “These two are the guests that I mentioned,” Yvonne continued.


    “This is Mr. Weston Ford, and with him is the superstar Guinevere Cohen. You must’ve heard of her,


    right? Well, Mr. Ford is her…”


    Yvonne paused and smiled at the couple. “Um… so is he your boyfriend or fiance?” Guinevere turned


    pale and silent. She gazed at Weston. It was a meaningful gaze. Anyone would’ve guessed what the


    gaze meant just by looking at it.


    “Ah!” Yvonne gasped. “I guess we should be expecting good news from you two soon! When is the


    wedding going to be?” Only then did Weston draw his eyes away from Ste. “In two months,” he


    answered inly without a thread of emotion. “So soon? Will the two of you be ready in time?”


    “I’m sure we will,” Guinevere replied with a smile as she willed herself to remain calm. “It’s only a


    simple ceremony, after all.” “So when are you two getting a marriage license?” Yvonne asked.


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    The air instantly got tense. Guinevere’s countenance disyed an obvious shift, though Weston


    remained as indifferent as ever.


    “We’re not in a hurry,” he stated matter-of-factly.


    Anyone would’ve been able to tell that as soon as Weston uttered those words, Guinevere’s mood


    changed drastically. It didn’t matter how good an actress she was; the shift was too striking to slip


    through a woman’s intuition.


    Yvonne had always been bold and brash, but even then, she knew that something was wrong. In an


    attempt to turn things around, she quickly changed subjects, hoping to lighten everyone’s mood a little.


    She noticed that Ste had been particrly quiet ever since they came downstairs. She didn’t want


    her friend to feel left out, so she turned to talk to her.


    “What kind of man do you like, E?” she asked.


    “I can set you up with someone, you know?” Ste almost choked. She started hacking away, and her


    cheeks flushed beet-red. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stretched out to grab the napkin. It was on


    the table right in front of her, but as she was about to grasp the napkin, Westo picked it up and put it in


    her hand.


    Ste froze.


    “Thank you,” she muttered without looking at him.