Chapter 122

In the cafe.

Stella looked around the familiar decor but remained in silence. The waiter served them coffee. Both of them had ordered cappuccino. She actually preferred espresso. She liked the kind of pure bitterness.

Yvonne had a different preference-she had a sweet tooth.

It was only after Yvonne made her order that Stella ordered the same one. This was the very cafe she met with Guinevere the last time. She didn’t expect that she would come here again and sit on the very same table. The only difference was that now, she was with Yvonne.

Yvonne didn’t know where to start. She called out to Stella out of impulse. But

even more anxious than her, she

you want to tell me anything about that day?” She didn’t want to be judgemental, so she didn’t sound too definitive. She still hoped that it was a misunderstanding. Stella’s face turned sour. “I don’t know what I should say. Maybe you wouldn’t believe me even if I told

When she was his wife, he never took her seriously and simply

was facing the threat of the kidnappers on the rooftop when she was

man-the one that she thought she would never meet again in her life who appeared in front of her in a dignified manner now, asking her to be his mistress. How could she tell Yvonne that the famous Weston Ford had forced her to be with him after meeting her that day at Lowe Garden? What kind of woman had a

and Guinevere were the publicly recognized

someone who would admit that

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