Mr. Cohen said, “With her situation now, can she still get a good match?”Guinevere was so hopelessly obsessed with Weston that if they allowed her to be with him again, Weston might feel guilty about her and fulfill her dream.“That makes sense, but wouldn’t it be unfair to Gwen?”Mr. Cohen glanced at Guinevere. “Unfair for her? Look at her now! Ask her if she’ll feel aggrieved!”“So are we going to leave her be?”Mr. Cohen’s eyes changed. “This time, we’ll have to help her as parents…”Guinevere’s obsession was too strong. She would not stop until she got Weston. They did not want more trouble, and neither did they want to see their only daughter go crazy because of her obsessions.One by one, the guests left the room and said goodbye to Zachary. At last, Guinevere and Weston were the only ones left.After a long silence, Weston said, “It’s time…”“Weston, do you feel sad?” Guinevere cut him off. “Zack is dead. Aren’t you sad?”Weston did not answer her question. He lowered
Weston looked at her teary-eyed face. He lifted his hand and handed her a tissue. “I’ve already given up on her once. Have you forgotten?”Guinevere’s eyes shook. She asked in a hoarse voice, “She still hates us, right? We were kidnapped together, but you chose me over her. Stella has always hated us, hasn’t she?”Guinevere’s eyes were red. She suddenly understood something. “Is she getting back at us? Weston, tell me. Does she hate us so much that she kills Zack?”The look of pain on her face was not fake at all. She looked heartbroken.“Why would she do that? If she wants revenge, just come at me! She’s gotten everything she wants! She got you. She took you away from me. She has punished me hard. Why did she have to take it out on my child? Why…”Guinevere’s cries gradually faded. She was finally left alone.Guinevere watched as Weston left. Weston was unmoved. Then, the tears on her face slowly dried.As the pain from Zachary’s death eased, Guinevere felt glad at her decision
“Of course,” Mrs. Cohen agreed.Dr. Quirk glanced at Weston before turning on his heels and heading into the funeral hall.He reappeared not long afterward, announcing with some relief, “Miss Cohen is in a stable mental state. There’s no cause for concern at the moment, so, you can rest easy.”Hearing this, both Mr. and Mrs. Cohen sighed in relief. But they then quickly looked at each other with quizzical eyes. The fact that Zachary’s death did not cause Guinevere much psychological turmoil felt peculiar…But still, they wished for nothing more than for her mental health to improve as soon as possible, so they just thanked the doctor and left. They had wanted to take Guinevere with them too, but she had expressed her wish to stay by Zachary’s side a little longer. As they didn’t have the heart to say no to that, they relented.There were then only Weston and Dr. Quirk left in the main hall.Dr. Quirk was the first to break the silence, saying, “I’ve heard about Ms. Sealey. So, wh
The corners of Weston’s lips twitched. He smiled, but there was no mirth in his eyes. Only a flash of bitter coldness remained.“But I must warn you,” he said. “You may choose to take his side, but are you sure he’ll be powerful enough to protect you?”“Warren Ford is still the chairman of Ford Corporation. He is, for all intents and purposes, more powerful than you.”“You can try it then,” Weston patted his shoulder. “I’ve never forced anyone to do anything. In fact, I prefer working with people shrewd enough to judge how things will turn out before they make a decision.”Once he was done speaking, he strode away and left the place. Dr. Quirk looked at his disappearing figure and shook his head. “Lunatics… They’re all lunatics…”The Ford family driver drove him to the crossroads when Dr. Quirk stopped him and said, “Just drop me off here.”“But Mr. Ford instructed me to drop you off at your house.”“It’s fine,” he insisted. “I’m getting off here. I’d like to take a walk.”
“I’m sure even Lucas is hiding something from you,” Dr. Quirk added. “Impossible!” Yvonne refuted instantly. “Lucas and I grew up together! I know absolutely everything about him!”“Are you sure?” Dr. Quirk chuckled, which sounded suggestive. Yvonne frowned as soon as she noticed his expression.“Are you telling me that Lucas is hiding something from me?!”“Hey!” Dr. Quirk laughed and put up his hands in the air. “How did we end up talking about this? Weren’t you just asking me about Stella Sealey?”“I was asking about Stella,” complained Yvonne, “but you kept skirting around the subject. You’re clearly not willing to tell me the truth!”Dr. Quirk shook his head. Then, he smiled and asked, “Do you mind if I smoke here?”“Yes!” Yvonne replied bluntly. “I absolutely do mind! I hate the smell!”“Seriously,” Dr. Quirk burst into laughter again. “Lucas is probably the only man who can stand that horrid temper of yours!”“Well,” she grumbled, seeing that she could not tease any i
Weston frowned. “I’ll be home soon,” he assured her.Back at the Stardust Mansion, Joan sighed in relief and replied, “I’m glad to hear that. Should I prepare anything for you, Mr. Ford?”“No.”After hanging up the phone, Joan turned around and discovered that Stella had been standing behind her.“Mrs. Ford!” Joan almost jumped in shock. “How long have you been here…?”Stella said nothing. She then stared at Joan and casually told her, “I heard everything you said on the phone just now.”“E-Everything?” Joan’s heart skipped a beat. “What exactly did you hear…?”“He’s with Guinevere Cohen right now, isn’t he?”Joan’s eyebrows shot upward.“Mrs. Ford, I wouldn’t worry too much about it…”“How could I not worry about it?” Stella’s eyes were fixed on Joan. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t eaten anything the whole day that Stella’s face looked blanched and sickly. Her eyes fell on Joan’s phone, and she said, “Let me see it.”“Mrs. Ford,” Joan tried to explain, “it’s really
Joan sighed, wondering if he could really be with Guinevere.Stella knew Joan was not asleep yet, so she came out of the room wrapped in a woolen shawl. “...You should go and get some rest. It’s getting late now.”“Mrs. Ford?” Joan looked at the frail figure in front of her and couldn’t help but comfort her, saying, “I’m sure Mr. Ford is held up by something urgent right now. Once he’s dealt with everything, I’m sure he’ll come home. Don’t you worry about it. I’ll wait for him here. You can go inside and get some rest…”“I’m not waiting for him anymore,” Stella shook her head. “You should go and get some rest too.”She smiled and added, “He’s probably by Guinevere’s side.”After all, their son had just died. As Zachary’s father, it was only natural that he would be with the child’s mother right now. Stella had nothing against that.“Mrs. Ford…” The more she acted that way, the more Joan felt bad for her. “I’m certain Mr. Ford will come home once he's dealt with everything out t
“Mr. Ford, you’re finally home…”Joan seemed immensely relieved to see him.“Mrs. Ford still hasn’t eaten or drank anything yet,” she informed him. “I really am at a loss of what to do.”For a moment, Weston froze in silence before handing the car to the driver to be parked.“I know.” He turned back to Joan and added, “It’s getting really late. You should go get some rest now.”Joan nodded repeatedly. She was now completely relieved. “It’s good that you’re back. It’s good that you’re back…”As Joan got older, she still retained her conservative view of things. To her, it did not matter what Weston and Guinevere did when they were together that night. As long as he came home in the end, it meant he still cared about Stella.As for what could have happened between them, to Joan, it was customary for men to lose control of themselves and make mistakes sometimes. It was good enough that he came home in the end.By the time Weston entered the bedroom, the first light of the day
Stella had rarely ever woken up before him.He had always been terrifyingly strong, but their lovemaking last night must have consumed a lot of his energy, leaving him so tired that he was still sound asleep.She stared at him and suddenly felt like doing something naughty. She pinched his nose and held her fingers there, trying to suffocate him. Unsurprisingly, he soon knitted his handsome brows and quickly woke up.He was surprised to see her mesmerizing eyes as soon as he woke up, which made him pause. He then took her hand into his and kissed it again and again.“Are you okay?” he asked with concern, remembering how wildly he ravaged her last night.She had only been willing to be intimate with him because she was under the influence of a drug, yet he had taken advantage of her and had his way with her over and over again last night.Stella did not speak. Seeing her like that made his expressions turn a little colder. He fell silent for a long time before he got up and sl
The moment Stella saw him, she flew into his arms and clambered onto his body. She kissed him again and again, trying to search for his breath so she could explore his body even deeper. All she wanted was to let him extinguish the fire burning inside her.Half an hour had passed, and the effect of the drug on her body was its strongest now.Weston swallowed his saliva. Without any hesitation, he pinned her against the bathroom mirror and kissed her vehemently on her face, her shoulders, then her neck.Stella could not stop herself from letting out loud moans. The sounds she produced only drove Weston wilder. Even the corners of his eyes began to turn red now.Luckily, there was still a thread of reason in his mind. He pushed her away and, while panting heavily, asked her, “Who am I, Stella?”But Stella’s mind was occupied with her primal urges. She ignored his question and grabbed his shirt collar, saying, “Let’s do it…” The sight of her filled Weston with a desire to just give
Weston paused, then simply replied, “Okay.”When he saw her changing into a pair of high heels, he followed her around and asked, “Where are you going?”“Oh, to a private concert.”Then she added, “If you’re going to spend the night here tonight, then please take care of Elias and Emma. But if you have to leave, I’ll ask Roger to come over instead.”“Don’t worry,” he said. “Just go out and enjoy yourself. I’ll be at home and take good care of the kids.”Stella paused suddenly, feeling inexplicably weird about what Weston had just said. It sounded like she was forcing him to stay at home and take care of the kids while she went out to have fun without a care in the world. She turned around to look at Weston, feeling like he was acting like a poor neglected housewife.She shook her head and tried to shake this terrifying thought out of her mind.When they arrived at the concert, Hayden offered his arm to her like a gentleman. They then walked into the private concert together, w
Stella’s words rendered Weston speechless. She was right. He had been the one to agree to let Stella date other people, so he must seem like a fool saying all those things to her.He withdrew his hands and forced himself to calm down a little. “I have no intention to stand in your way,” he told Stella. “I was only worried about Elias and Emma. Since they’re also here, I think you need to take their feelings into consideration.”The children could sense the strained atmosphere between the adults, so they just waited patiently on the couch with Roger, occasionally poking their heads out to look at their parents.Seeing his kids like that, Weston slowly added, “I’m only here to see the kids, so both of you can go ahead with your date.”Stella said nothing and just took Hayden’s hand and left.When they got downstairs, Hayden glanced at her and asked, “Are you sure you want to just leave him like that?”“I don’t know,” Stella massaged the point between her brows. “I’m not sure wh
Hayden Quirk arrived half an hour earlier than Stella did on their first date.“You’re much earlier than I expected,” he joked as Stella walked in.Stella was actually on time, but she still felt a little guilty when she saw him already waiting for her when she arrived.“The traffic is terrible today,” she said.“Don’t worry about it,” Hayden said, handing her the menu. “Mr. Ford expected me to wait for you for at least an hour.”“I seriously don’t know what you guys are up to,” she grumbled, exasperated, “but I hope it will at least be over soon. Just don’t drag it out and cause me any trouble.”She ordered a few dishes, then handed the menu back to him. Hayden took it from her, ordered a few more signature dishes that the restaurant was popular for, then looked at Stella with a faint smile.“Did you think this is all just a joke?” he asked.“What else could it be?”“I am serious about this,” he told her, his voice suddenly turning grave. “Since even Mr. Ford agreed that we s
Weston raised his eyebrows at Ben’s words. “But he’s divorced. He has an ex-wife.”“What’s wrong with having an ex-wife?”Ben found Weston’s comment strange. “This man has good qualities. Upon investigation, he has a very good personality too. He was an active member during college. He also has an amazingly beautiful resume. It’s normal that a man like him has been married before… Besides, hasn’t Ms. Sealey been married before herself? She even has two children.”Weston’s expression turned cold at once. “Are you discriminating against her?”“I’m not.”Weston said, “Or do you think she can only find a divorced man for her second marriage?”Ben panicked. “I wouldn’t dare!”With Weston’s ridiculous amount of nitpicking, they could find no one that would match Stella.Hayden sat beside and quietly reviewed Weston’s latest psychological health report. As he turned the page, he suddenly said, “I’m actually a little interested in Ms. Sealey.”Hayden laughed a little and turned to Wes
Stella opened her eyes and shot Weston a cold look. Then, she turned her head the other way.Weston did not touch her again. He knew she was probably angry with him, so he stayed silent.A few moments later, he reminded her, “Don’t be angry. That man is unreliable.”Stella propped her chin in her palm. “And what does that have to do with you?”Weston pursed his lips, setting his jaw in a tight line. He said, “I’ve promised to stop pestering you. It’ll be a promise. I’m fine with seeing you with another man, but at least find someone who makes me feel at ease.”“Why do I need your approval when I’m just looking for a date?” Stella found his words funny. “You’re just my ex-husband. Don’t you think you care too much?”Weston rubbed his brow, and his voice suddenly went cold. “If you don’t want me to keep pestering you like I just did, maybe you should listen to me.”Stella questioned, “Are you threatening me?”“No. I’m suggesting.”Stella was lost for words. Then, she suddenly
Stella froze for a moment when she heard the voice. When she turned around, she saw that Weston had appeared behind her at some point.Weston stared at the man behind Stella with a cold gaze and an icy aura around him. Weston had always emitted a strong aura around him. Anyone who saw him would immediately be terrified because of his intimidating aura.The man froze for a moment at Weston’s sudden appearance. He took a step back and quickly steadied himself before greeting Weston, “Mr. Ford.”He still had the same calm and gentle look. “I’m sending Miss Cicily back.”“I know. Don’t ever show up in front of her again,” Weston told him. “You don’t have to send her back. Stay away from her.”It would be a little inappropriate for the man to act a fool at Weston’s straightforwardness, so he tugged at his collar and asked Weston with a polite smile, “Mr. Ford, you should give me a reason, shouldn’t you? I’m having a good time with Miss Cicily.”“You’re the one who thinks she’s having
Stella smiled. It seemed like he had come prepared.Stella enjoyed chatting with the man. He was sincere and introduced himself properly as soon as they started chatting.The man was also a pianist and came from a scholarly family. Although not super wealthy, he was doing considerably well in the middle class. Stella would not need to worry about the quality of life with him, but that was about it. She certainly could not live a luxurious life.Stella had a good impression of him. She also talked to him a little more about piano music.Stella twirled her hair and smiled. She told him with a nice voice, “I’m sure Roger has already told you about my situation.”“I know.”The man looked at her gently and set the coffee in front of her. He said to her, “I’m very interested in you. I think we’re very suitable for each other. Our living standards nowadays have improved quite a bit. Not many look for a partner purely because of material qualities. People with emotional needs will search