Chapter 239


    Chapter 239


    Guinevere curled up in the rocking chair and wrapped hersell in a nket as she looked at the distant


    landscape.


    She had fewer and fewer things to do now. She could not even visit Zachary anymore. In her case, she


    would not be sent to the hospital. Instead, the Ford family would let a private doctore and treat her.


    In their circle, her condition would be considered a family scandal, so it would be kept a secret.


    Even if it was exposed, the two families would certainly find a way to cover it up. After all, this was a


    scandal. The fewer people who knew, the better.


    It was a bit chilly on the balcony Guinevere wrapped her coat tightly around her and said to the nanny,


    “Help me prepare the driver and car. I have to go out.”


    “Yes, Miss.”


    Wendy did not stop Guinevere from going out. She only reminded her, “Come back early in the


    evening.’ Zachary did not need her at all, so what would be the point of hering back early?


    Guinevere found it ridiculous, but she did not show it. She said goodbye to Wendy respectfully and left.


    At the hospital, in Henry’s ward.


    A nurse was pushing Henry back into the room when he saw Guinevere, who suddenly came to visit.


    His eyes did not change, and he nced at the nurse. The nurse understood immediately and stepped


    aside, leaving the room for them. The door mmed shut, and Guinevere finally came to her senses.


    She turned around and looked at him with a smile. “You’re back.” “What’s on your mind? You’re so


    deep in thought.” Guinevere did not even notice when the nurse brought Henry over. Her eyes


    darkened. “It’s the same old thing. “I heard you have postpartum depression.” The families kept the


    news under wraps for a while, but some sources still caught wind of it. Rumor had it that Guinevere


    was depressed after giving birth, which made sense. Guinevere did not say anything. She stood behind


    him, pushed his wheelchair to the sofa, and poured him a ss of water. Henry epted it graciously


    and took a sip. Then, he put the cup away on the table. “Did youe here to talk to me?”


    Guinevere’s expression changed. She felt a little bad foring and talking to Henry several


    times only for Weston’s sake


    “Sorry, Henry. Did I trouble you?” Henry smiled a little. The look on his face did not change, but his


    voice was soft. “You know I won’t say no to you.”


    Guinevere was relieved to hear that as her eyes turned red. Henry was the only one she could show


    her most vulnerable side to.


    “I really don’t know what to do… I thought having a baby would make things better between us, but I


    didn’t expect we would drift further apart.”


    Henry looked at the reflected light on the ss table and the bouquets that others brought when they


    visited him. He did not like flowers, but there was one person who did.


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    He seemed a little distracted thinking of that person.


    Guinevere rambled for a long time without hearing any response from Henry. Hence, she looked at him


    and asked, “Henry, what’s wrong?”