Chapter 964


    Chapter 964


    Ste did not react much to it. "Is he spending a lot of time with Guinevere these days?” She mumbled,


    “It doesn''t matter.That’s his own business.It’s out of my hands.”


    “But…I’m afraid Ms.Cohen has still not given up on him!” Joan said that and nced at the ankle cuffs


    on Ste’s feel with mixed feelings.


    Although Ste was Weston''s legitimate wife — she had also been one once, there were simply too


    many women eyeing him outside.


    Even if Guinevere seemed to have settled down recently, who knew what she had in mind? Joan was


    really worried for Ste.


    If Ste could give in to Weston and plead for mercy, she was sure he would forgive her with his


    affection for her.


    Ste simply smiled.


    “Thank you, Joan.I know you care for me.But this is my own matter.I know what to do...” Joan could


    only nod helplessly upon seeing her reaction.


    “ I shall leave you alone then.”


    “Sure, go to sleep now.” After she left, Ste went to the balcony.


    The rows of potted nts were all quietly slumbering.


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    She first walked to the snow rose and observed it : carefully, then she walked to the oleander and


    stared at the flower bud that was about to open.


    "It will bloom in a few days..." She thought that although oleander was very poisonous, she should still


    increase the dose just in case.


    A thick ck mist suddenly appeared beside her ear, transforming into a person as small as her and


    whispering hoarsely.


    “Yes, that’s it…He locks you in a cage like an animal and cuffs you like a criminal.Why should you be


    so submissive and epting? Wait until the flowers bloom, then kill him!Kill him, and it will be all over!"


    Ste heard the woman urging in her ears.


    "Don''t you miss your child? Let''s all go to hell together then…The culprit should too!” She was dressed


    in a white robe, soaked in the early morning dew.


    Quietly looking at the flower bud in front of her, the white figure seemed shrouded in a ckmist.


    A few days passed.


    Everything was the same as before, except that Joan seemed less present in the mansion.


    Since Joan talked to Ste that night, she saw her less and less.It was not until today that she suddenly


    realized that she had not seen Joan for days.


    Perhaps the time she spent at the mansion had been too harsh and uninteresting.


    The chains on her feet were a constant reminder of how slowly time was passing.


    After just a few days without seeing Joan, it made Ste felt like she had not seen an outsider in a long


    time.


    To her, time in this mansion felt like it was standing still.


    Weston had finally driven out everything in her life, leaving her entire world in his hands.


    “It''s been so quiet in the mansiontely...” Ste spoke to the nt as she watered it.


    She muttered to herself and even hummed.


    “Don''t you think it''s been such a long time since anyone talked? Is it because of Weston’s anger that


    everyone is afraid to talk In front of her, the peaceful and quiet potted nt remained as it was, and no


    one answered her words.


    She didn’t need anyone to answer her, though.She could simply talk to the air by herself.


    “I had a dreamst night, and I think I dreamed about my baby.It was a little girl, wearing a pink


    princess dress.”