Chapter 490


    Chapter 490


    Weston sat silently for a moment as displeasure spread across his face. “What’s that got to do with


    you?”


    Daisy expected such a response from him.


    A moment of silenceter, she asked hesitatingly, “Then Ms. Guinevere…” “This is not something that


    you should be meddling in,” Weston suddenly turned to look at her with the authority of a person used


    to being in a ce of power. “Daisy, don’t try to act smart. You know what you should and shouldn’t


    do.”


    “I know. I won’t tell Ms. Cohen…” Perhaps it was because of what happened today that she felt that the


    distance between herself and both men had shrunk Thus, she gathered courage and asked, “Mr. Ford,


    you fancy Ms. Steele more, right?” She knew she was being a nosy parker and was ready to face


    Weston’s wrath. To her surprise, he simply looked at her with a half-smile and said casually, “Why can’t


    she tell something that even you can?” It didn’t take much to figure out who Weston was referring to.


    Daisy realized that Weston would bother reacting to her only when she was talking about E.


    She continued talking about her, “Does Ms. Steele…know about Ms. Cohen’s existence?”


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    Weston’s face suddenly turned cold as he turned to her sharply. “What do you think?”


    He didn’t even intend to talk to this woman, but…


    Weston shut his eyes, but he couldn’t shake off the image of Ste trying hard to hide her repulsion of


    him. He really wanted to know exactly how women thought.


    Daisy was slightly taken aback at Weston’s question, but she answered anyway. “It’s different for every


    woman… I don’t know what Ms. Steele thinks, but if you wish to know, you should ask her personally.”


    “Given her character, she would never give me an honest answer.”


    The corner of Weston’s lips lifted sardonically, “Tell me. What exactly do youdies want?”


    “I don’t know about other women, but if it were me…”


    Daisy’s face suddenly turned downcast, “I just want a stable rtionship, I suppose. Someone to love


    me and dote on me, and not simply wanting to use me.” Her voice turned softer as she spoke, as if


    realizing that she was revealing too much of her vulnerabilities to Weston. Her eyes turned slightly red.


    Weston didn’t think too much of it and instead started chewing on her words.


    Did he not dote on Ste enough? Did he not love her enough?


    He had never indulged a woman so much in his entire life.


    Not even Guinevere.


    Daisy went on, “Every woman desires a rtionship she can call her own, but not every woman has


    the fortune of encountering one.” She smiled bitterly, “After so many years with him if it weren’t for his


    many affairs with other women, things wouldn’t have ended like this…” Weston looked up at her, “Do


    women care a lot about such things?” Daisy was slightly stunned at his question and felt slightly


    helpless as she counter-questioned him, “Think about it this way. If Ms. Steele or Ms. Cohen were to


    behave like this with other men, I suppose you won’t feel good about it, would you?” Weston knew that


    he would never allow Ste to behave that way.


    He abhorred even the thought of men looking at Ste for a moment longer. As for Guinevere, he had


    never considered the question with respect to her. If she were to find herself happier with another man,


    he would be happy to give them his blessings.


    Weston even thought that it was all for the better. Chris was back once he ended his call. The moment


    he returned, he realized something was off between the two of them. “What did you two talk about


    while I was away?”


    Daisy remained silent as she subconsciously threw a nce at Weston. Chris put his arm around her


    shoulders, his long fingers carelessly tapping her arm. It was an unspoken warning. Daisy retracted her


    gaze, keeping her silence as she sipped on her ss.