Chapter 1088


    Chapter 1088 Ste only nced at the post before she put her phone aside and said, “Guinevere


    doesn‘t need to dispel the rumor. It should be true,”


    “It can‘t be.”


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    Joan put away her phone in disbelief. “Mr. Ford is not that kind of man...”


    Besides, she had heard of what kind of ce Lowe Garden


    was,


    Weston would go there to socialize, but how could he possibly have anything to do with those women?


    She had been working with them for so long and had never seen Westone homete on any day.


    Even if there was something at work, he would always inform Ste


    Although he had been isting her these days, she still believed that Weston was not that kind of man.


    He always maintained his moral integrity when he was with Ste.


    Ste pressed her lips together and said nothing.


    She began to wonder why Weston‘s attitude toward her had suddenly changed in the past two days.


    Maybe it was really as Joan feared, that he had rekindled his romantic rtionship with Guinevere and


    left her aside as he suddenly felt that she was no longer interesting


    If she had thought about that earlier , Ste might have felt relieved


    But now...


    She clenched her fists at once and looked out the window, hatred surging inside her eyes.


    Roger was dead, and she did not know what she could still live for.


    Even if he let her go, where would she be able to go?


    The world was sorge, yet she couldn‘t find a ce she could go to. He wanted to destroy everything


    she had and abandon her again. How could she let him have his way?


    Weston woke up in his bedroom.


    He got up and pushed the door open. When he got out, his nostrils were immediately permeated by the


    fragrant smell of fooding from the kitchen.


    When Nicole heard the noise, she came out of the kitchen, wearing the apron, and looked at him shyly.“


    You are awake.”


    Weston frowned. “Why are you still here?”


    She lowered her head, already ustomed to his coldness, and said softly, “Last night... thank you. If it


    were not for you, I really wouldn‘t have known what to


    do.”


    At first, she was a bit irritated by his disrespect for her, butst night, her manager sent her to that old


    man and almost made her...


    When she ran out with all her might and saw Weston about to leave in his car, she looked at him


    pleadingly but there was no hope in her heart. When she was thrown out by that man from the private


    room, he cast her an indifferent look and walked away, leaving only his determined back to be seen.


    She thought that she was doomed this time... but Weston unexpectedly opened the door and got out of


    the car.


    He was light a beam of light who granted her salvation.


    “I have nothing to repay you...”


    Nicole said, “I can cook well. Would you like to try?”


    She subsequently made a simple bowl of noodles with a sunny–side–up egg lying on top.


    Weston nced at it for a moment when a throbbing pain


    struck his temples.


    He chased her away impatiently. “You can go now.”


    Ste also liked this dish. She had a poor appetite, but she could eat quite a lot of this every time. He did


    not want to think about Ste, so he did not go back to Stardust Mansion.


    But he was reminded of her everywhere.


    She seemed to be everywhere.


    Nicole had somewhat adapted to his bad temper. Although still a little hurt, she knew that he wasn‘t a


    bad person. “It‘s okay. I‘ll leave it here. If you don‘t want to eat, then don‘t.”


    After saying that, she smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. “My cooking skills are okay, but you might not


    be used to eating home–cooked food like mine, and I don‘t know what you usually like to eat, so I just


    made a small...”


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