Chapter 186


    Chapter 186


    Dr. Quirk was a man who preferred quiet ces, and seldom came to entertainment venues like this


    one. He’d always reject Yvonne each time she asked him to join her here.


    If it weren’t because of Weston, he would’ve never agreed toe here. Having known Weston for so


    many years, he seldom saw him in such a mood, silent and pensive, as he sat emotionless.


    “Did you fight with Guinevere?”


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    That was the only possibility he could think of, based on what he knew.


    His question earned him a slight furrow of Weston’s brows, as if repulsed by the mention of the


    subject.


    Lucas usually loathed interfering in the business of others, but this was Weston he was talking about.


    Having remembered seeing him with Ste the other day, he asked casually, “What is your rtionship


    with E?”


    Weston did not appear to react badly towards the mention of the name. His brows simply furrowed


    slightly. Yet, Lucas managed to catch that shift in his expression, and he arrived quickly at a conclusion.


    “That day when Yvonne and I saw you and Ste in the middle of the night. It wasn’t a coincidence,


    was it?”


    Although he phrased it as a question, he knew the answer as clear as day.


    Weston remained silent.


    A momentter, he heard a chuckle from Lucas, as he asked half-jokingly, “If Guinevere finds out, will


    you two still get married?”


    Most people were under the impression that they were officially married, but only a minority knew that


    they weren’t.


    They were both from the wealthiest families of society, and if they really did get married, the wedding


    would be no small affair.


    Despite not being officially wedded, society had more or less deemed their families as joined in


    matrimony. Light reflected off the champagne in the ss. Weston sipped on it as he nced at the


    ss bottle on the table before him. “Why don’t you worry about yourself first? Would your wife mind


    youing to such a ce?” Lucas raised a brow. “If it weren’t to help you solve your problems, I


    would be home by now, hugging her to sleep.” Weston chuckled and nced at his watch.


    Ste hadn’t texted him yet.


    Lucas noticed that he had been watching the time for a while. “Are you waiting for someone?” Aside


    from Guinevere, there shouldn’t be anyone else that Weston was waiting for. Yet, he knew that it


    couldn’t possibly be Guinevere. Lucas retracted his gaze and said solemnly, “You should know your


    boundaries. I trust that you won’t do anything to cross the line.” “What do you mean cross the line?”


    “I’m referring to E.”


    Weston paused for a moment as a mocking gaze shed past his eyes. “When did you be so


    concerned about Guinevere?”


    Instead of being angered by Weston’s tone, he poured a ss of champagne for himself and sipped on


    it. “I’m not concerned about her, but Yvonne is.” He ced his ss on the table which made a light


    clinking sound. He smiled and said, “What else, then? Do you think I’m like Henry?”


    Everyone knew Henry used to be Weston’s rival in love.


    Guinevere had always been the goddess of the entertainment circle. Throngs of men pursued her, but


    she only had eyes for Weston. Weston and Henry grew up together, and no one dared to mess with


    either of them.


    Everyone assumed that Weston was together with Guinevere, and Henry was the only exception who


    dared to try fighting with Weston for Guinevere’s affection. For a period of time, Henry was hot on


    Weston’s heels, and many even thought that Guinevere would eventually fall prey to Henry. No one


    expected rumors to suddenly surface about Henry and his female bodyguard. Everyone could tell that


    Guinevere was besotted with Weston. Henry was in no way inferior to Weston, but Guinevere insisted


    on choosing Weston even after so many years.