Chapter 8 

She had heard that Weston randomly married a woman to anger her, but she had never thought anything about it thus far.

Weston grabbed her wrist and slowly pushed her away before making her sit beside him.

"An unimportant person."

Guinevere’s eyes twinkled, and her lips curled up slightly.

"I’m very satisfied with your answer, so I’m giving you a reward."

Having said that, she leaned over, wanting to kiss him.Her red lips were supposedly alluring, but Weston frowned instead.He subtly evaded and caressed her hair.

"You have something on your mouth."

Guinevere was stunned.Shock flashed in her eyes, and then she chuckled.

"It’s just lipstick… Fine, I know that you’re a germaphobe, so I’ll give you your reward after I remove my makeup."

Weston grunted in reply before moving away to get up.He picked up the suit jacket he had casually draped on the back of the sofa and said, "I have something to do.Rest well."

Guinevere leaned into the sofa and gave him a half-hearted smile.

"Where are you going?"

something to do." She said playfully, "Something to do… What is this ‘something’ that you can’t tell

just opened the

woman’s face disappeared instantly, and she

Outside the ward.

turned around, he met a pair

Roger couldn’t believe it.

see? He was breathing heavily with the veins on his neck throbbing as

that woman?! How could you do this

roaring out, he raised a

*** 

returned to

chest tighten.This place

she went to the washroom with the pregnancy test kit.She read the instruction manual carefully, afraid of missing out on

was probably the most

either one or two lines, her phone suddenly

had set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt in this

Stella subconsciously

she took a deep

"Mr.Ford…"

to the

an indescribable sense of authority.He hung up right after saying

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