Chapter 1158


    Chapter 1158


    Weston seemed to be deaf to Ben‘s advice. He quietly watched as the blood from his wrist slowly


    dripped into the ancient copper basin.


    The thick blood and copper color formed a strong contrast that looked strikingly beautiful. However, it


    was just too weird.


    Ben had to bite the bullet. He stood in front of Weston and tried to stop his madness. “Mr. Ford, you can‘t


    go on like this. You‘ll faint from bloodloss...”


    Weston ignored him. He focused his attention on the priest and asked him, “Is this enough?”


    The priest wiped his sweat and nodded slightly. He said, “ Whether she cane to your dream or not is


    still an uncertainty. If your feelings aren‘t sincere enough...”


    Weston suddenly cut him off coldly, “Did you deceive  me?”


    The priest frowned. “Everything in heaven and earth is  about destiny. If you‘re not fated, no matter how


    you push it, you won‘t have it. I’ve told you from the beginning. You‘re pushing it now. If you must have


    the result, I can‘t help you.”


    Ben understood immediately. The priest was just a liar. He made Weston do this and that, but nothing


    worked in the end.


    Ben told Weston, “Mr. Ford, don‘t go on like this. Mrs. Ford has been gone for three years. She‘s not


    coming back anymore. ept the fact...”


    At the end of his sentence, Ben sensed the cold air around him.


    Weston‘s eyes were as cold as ayer of thick frost. For the first time in years, Ben mentioned Ste in


    front of him.


    Weston remained silent. Then, he made another cut on his palm with the knife.


    As the thick drops of blood sshed down, Weston asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this enough?”


    At this point, he no longer believed what others said. The saying that using the soul of the dead to bring


    back the dead was ridiculous. Weston knew in his heart that it was impossible.


    In desperation , Weston turned to make dreams, hoping to see Ste in them. Even so, the results were


    not satisfactory.


    Weston had trouble sleeping for the past three years. His insomnia was very serious.


    He had been to many doctors, but all of them said it was because of the trauma in his heart.


    Ben had watched Weston grow colder and colder over the past three years. There was nothing he could


    do about it. After Ste‘s departure, no one could convince him to change his mind.


    Ford Corporation grew blossomed over the years, gaining an international reputation that surpassed


    many major international brands.


    Weston did all these at the age of thirty. It would be his  thirtieth birthday in two days.


    Ben sighed at Weston‘s cold, lonely figure, not knowing what to do.


    It was a cold morning. Weston stayed up all night. He stood on the balcony, looking at the stars outside


    the window.


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    Joan went home three years ago, saying she had to take care of someone.


    Weston knew it was just an excuse. After Ste‘s death, Joan did not want to stay anymore. Weston


    gave her arge sum of money and let her go. After all, Joan was the one who had taken care of Ste


    well. He wanted to treat her as well as possible.


    Weston lived in Stardust Mansion alone. When he was not working, he would stay at home and


    asionally clean the house.


    The ce was full of memories of his life with Ste. It was just a few years, but the memories of her


    shadows lingered everywhere. Weston thought his feelings would fade with time. However, it seemed


    like his memories of Ste became deeper as time passed.