Chapter 232


    Chapter 232


    The man replied in a low voice after a long pause, “Okay.” Weston nced in Guinevere’s direction and


    let out a long sigh. “I’ll have the driver go pick you up tomorrow.” Ste froze for a moment. She did not


    think he would agree so easily. When she was about to say something, she heard someone else


    talking on Weston’s end. She paused a little and asked, “Are you busy now?” Weston was still in Ford


    Mansion. He heard Ste’s question and wanted to answer her. But just as he was about to speak,


    Guinevere happened to knock on his door. Guinevere did not wait for his reply and came into the room


    uninvited. She walked over to him and said, “Weston, Mom and Dad only gave us a room.” Ste


    happened to hear Guinevere when she spoke. Ste gripped the phone tightly as she heard


    Guinevere’s voice. The call was disconnected in the next second, leaving only a long beep at the end


    of the line. Ste stared at the phone screen silently and froze. No one knew what was in her mind. The


    TV program was still ying on the TV. The light of the screen reflected on her face. Ste casually


    threw the phone on the table and closed her eyes. She had never felt so exhausted before. Back in


    Ford Mansion’s study. Weston stood up and looked at Guinevere, who suddenly appeared in the room.


    He said, “I told you before. Knock before entering my study.” He nced at Guinevere. Guinevere was


    back to her usual self. She showed no signs of her manic earlier when she tried to strangle Zachary.


    “Just now, when we were downstairs, you promised our parents about the wedding. I thought you had


    agreed…” Guinevere said and suddenly reached out to him. She ced her hand on Weston’s arm


    and stroked it. As her hand traveled up and down, her intention was clear. Guinevere kept her head


    down and stared at the man’s toes. “Weston-” she called his name and leaned closer. Weston cut her


    off. “You’ve had a long day. Get some rest.” With that, he avoided her touch and walked past her


    towards the door. Guinevere stared at his back-incredulously as many inexplicable emotions surged in


    her eyes. She was unhappy and refused to give up. How could she?


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    She hade this far to marry him. She must never lose. Ste was dead. She had been dead for


    such a long time. Ste could not beat her when she was alive, so how could she beat her when she


    was already dead?


    A dead person was nothing to be afraid of. Guinevere kept telling herself that she had won. She


    believed that one day, Weston would ept her. It was just a matter of time. Mr. and Mrs. Cohen had


    left.


    Guinevere rposed herself and habitually tried to check on Zachary in the children’s room. Wendy


    guarded the door and saw Guinevere approach. Wendy asked with aplicated look, “What are you


    doing here?” Guinevere stopped in her tracks and froze. Then, she finally realized what she had done


    earlier. A trace of disappointment crossed her face. “I’m just here to take a look. I’m not going to hurt


    him.”


    “Did you forget about your actions this afternoon?” Wendy rubbed her temple and said, “It’s not that I


    don’t want you to see the baby, but the way you were acting before was just…” Wendy did not finish


    her sentence, but she knew Guinevere understood. Guinevere was lost in thought. “I’m sorry. I don’t


    know why I acted that way…”