Chapter 488


    Chapter 488


    Perhaps it was Weston’s excessive tenderness that Ste suddenly felt drained and lethargic.


    She yawned slightly, and the corners of her eyes turned red like that of a little rabbit. Weston’s


    movements slowed down as he let her lean against his shoulder. “Nap for a while if you want to.”


    After she slowly shut her eyes and fell asleep, Weston carried her in his arms as if he were coaxing a


    little child.


    His arms wrapped around her back as he gently patted her.


    His thin lips leaned closer to her ear as he kissed it repeatedly in a way that spoke of inextinguishable


    sentiment and passion as he enveloped her in his embrace. Weston lowered his head and took every


    inch of Ste’s sleeping profile. “How good it would be if she were to be this well-behaved every day.”


    He chuckled lowly. “Just stay by my side like this, all right?” He mumbled to himself, or rather, to Ste.


    Were those empty titles really so important to Ste? Aside from official status, he could give her


    everything. Shouldn’t that be enough? He had no idea why women were always obsessed with such


    trivial matters. What he was capable of giving Ste was a lot more than the title of Mrs. Ford. But


    based on what he knew of Ste right now, even if he wanted to give her everything he could, she


    might not even want it.


    The thought made his face darken.


    After sending Ste back, Weston received a call from Chris, who asked him out for a chat. Weston


    instructed Joan to take good care of Ste before leaving the mansion.


    Chris had his own house in Fern City, but he seldom stayed there. He would usually spend the night in


    his own apartment – just like Weston’s original Golden Eve apartment, which he subsequently gave to


    Guinevere but had never stayed there from then.


    Weston knew that Chris treated Daisy in a special way but didn’t expect him to bring her back to his


    own apartment. It seemed obvious to him that Chris truly cared for her.


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    The moment he stepped into the apartment, he saw Daisy seated on the living room couch, looking


    uneasily at him.


    “Mr. Ford…”


    He nced right past her and looked directly at Chris, “Speak. Don’t waste my time.”


    Chris tut-tutted disapprovingly, “I know you have a lovely Lady waiting at home, and you can’t wait to


    get back to her, but things still need to be settled. What do you say?” Weston remained silent as he


    settled down on the couch.


    Daisy, immediately feeling tense, straightened herself up as she greeted him again. “Mr. Ford


    Weston looked up slightly, giving a half-hearted response. Daisy tensed up even further, unable to tell


    what this man before her was thinking and whether he was pleased or upset.


    Chris observed their interactions and remained silent, the look in his eyes elusive.


    He walked towards the bar counter and poured two sses of wine, one for Weston and another for


    himself.


    He had poured a ss of water for Daisy earlier.


    “Try my concoction,” He offered to Weston. Weston did not reach out to take the ss from him. “Do


    you think I’m like you, insisting on having a bar counter at my apartment so I can indulge in alcohol,


    even at home?” “Just listen to yourself. What’s wrong with drinking some alcohol? It’spletely


    eptable,” Chris chuckled.


    Seeing him refuse to take the ss, he pushed it towards Daisy instead, “Don’t waste it. Many people


    only wished they had a chance to taste my concoction.” Daisy didn’t reject him and received the ss


    with a soft “thank you.”


    Both men leaned back leisurely. However, it was Daisy who finally gave in. “Mr. Ford, how do you


    intend to deal with him?” she couldn’t help but ask.