Chapter 49


    Chapter 49


    Whitney’s brows furrowed. “Since you know he’s not close with you, don’t bother him while he’s


    sleeping! It’s hard to coax a baby to sleep.” The rebuke in Whitney’s tone deepened the displeasure in


    Guinevere’s heart, but she kept it to herself.


    “Forget it. Go and rest, both of you. I’ll go in and look at Zack.” The two of them were just about to walk


    off when Whitney suddenly asked them, “Are the two of you still sleeping in separate rooms?”


    She looked between them before her gaze finallynded on Weston, “It’s been almost a year, and


    Gwen’s almost fully recovered…”


    The meaning in her words was clear. Weston cut her off and remarked casually, “There’s no hurry.”


    Guinevere stood at a side and guessed that Weston would give such a nonchnt answer. Yet, it did


    not stop her from feeling disappointed at hearing the response directly from his mouth.


    Weston had initially slept separately with her because they were not yet married. What’s more,


    she was pregnant at that time, and sharing the same room would bring certain inconveniences.


    After giving birth, he came up with the excuse that she hadn’t fully recovered to remain in separate


    quarters.


    As such, they might look like a married couple on the surface, but they were, in fact, still not sleeping


    together at night. Weston did not even bother preparing a marital home for them, and both of them


    were still staying in the Ford mansion.


    Guinevere had tolerated all these simply because guilt ate at her heart.


    Even though Weston had never openly med her for Ste, she knew in her heart how much she


    wished for that kidnapper to die in the hospital.


    As long as he was still alive, she would never be able to rest in peace. Although that man was a


    vegetable and on the verge of death while lying on the hospital bed, Weston would still check up on


    him from time to time. Why would he bother with a kidnapper?


    They both knew that Ste’s words caused doubts to arise in Weston’s heart.


    Yet, Ste had long passed on. Even if Guinevere wanted to settle the score, she couldn’t very well do


    so with a dead woman.


    All the more, she could not do so with Weston himself. Therefore, she could only tolerate his treatment


    of her and patiently wait for the day that he would wholeheartedly believe in her.


    She had been waiting for so many years, and she didn’t mind waiting for a while longer.


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    “It’s alright, Mrs. Ford. I’m about to call for a press conference soon to announce my return to the


    entertainment circle. It’s a critical period for me, and Weston’s simply being considerate by sleeping in


    separate rooms with me…” Whitney stared wordlessly at her for a long while.


    Guinevere wasn’t sure whether she was right, but she sensed a tinge of pity in Whitney’s eyes. She


    took a step back, a glint shing past her eyes as humiliation tore through her. Pity? Why did she pity


    her? She had everything right now; Weston was by her side, and she had her career and family.


    Everything she ever wanted was secure in her hands.


    Why in the world did Whitney Davis pity her?


    Whitney got married to Weston’s father when she was at the peak of her poprity. She gave up her


    career and the glory that came with it just to be a housewife. Guinevere found herself superior to


    Whitney in every way. What gave Whitney the right to pity her? Along the corridor outside.


    Weston pulled his arm out from Guinevere’s grip. “Go to sleep. His voice sounded from above her


    head, so calm yet distant, leaving Guinevere with nothing to pick on. When he turned around,


    Guinevere suddenly hugged him from behind. “Weston, I really love you…let’s not be angry with each


    other any longer, alright?”