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?"

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

but instead just opened the door and

disappeared instantly,

Outside the ward.

he met a pair of

Roger couldn’t believe it.

did he just see? He was breathing heavily with the veins on his neck

was that woman?! How could you do this to

out, he raised a fist and threw it

*** 

returned to

tighten.This place would

tidying up a bit, she went to the washroom with the pregnancy test kit.She read the instruction

results was probably

one or two lines,

she had set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt in

subconsciously

call, she took a deep breath and answered the call out

"Mr.Ford…"

to the hospital

hurried but carried an indescribable

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