Chapter 29

Guinevere’s cautious and confused expression made Wendy laugh on the inside.

However, she didn’t show it. She merely patted the back of Guinevere’s hand with a kind look on her face. “No way. We’ll be family soon, so I won’t be as courteous toward you as I would with guests. But if you mind it…”

Guinevere was surprised and quickly said, “I don’t mind. I just thought you had some misunderstanding toward me… I’m sorry.” She looked Wendy in the eyes, but then averted her gaze out of guilt. Then, she picked up a glass and held it to her lips as if trying to conceal her emotions.

***

On the balcony, Chris drew the curtains of the French windows. Weston snorted a laugh. “Are you feeling guilty? Afraid that someone would overhear?”

exhausted.” I know you feel aggrieved about this… But Gwen loves you so much, and the

Chris suddenly became hesitant.

Weston noticed the pretense and guilt in Chris’s

one hand holding the railing and the other tugging at his shirt collar’s button, hoping to breathe easier. “Since you’ve

still marry Gwen, won’t you? After all, she’s the only woman you’ve had by your side

a building. No matter what kind of past you

Stella had lost count of how many times she had woken up. She stared up at the ceiling with her eyes feeling dry and came to accept the fact that she had survived. She was lucky because the

lived but her child didn’t. The door opened and in came a man donning a suit. Stella didn’t even look at him. She just stared dazedly at the ceiling, looking lifeless as

personal assistant and a person he could trust. Ben had served Weston for a while now. When he saw how Stella was behaving, he couldn’t resist furrowing his

“Madam…”

a mistake. He paused and corrected himself. “Ms.

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