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?"

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

answer, but instead just opened the door and

on the woman’s face disappeared instantly, and

Outside the ward.

around, he met a pair

Roger couldn’t believe it.

He was breathing heavily with the

that woman?! How could you do this to

out, he raised a fist and threw it

*** 

returned to the

empty living room made her chest tighten.This place would no longer

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

waiting for the results was probably

or two lines, her

had set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt

shocked, Stella subconsciously hid the pregnancy

just a phone call, she took a deep breath and

"Mr.Ford…"

the

was short and hurried but carried an indescribable

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