Chapter 818 “Very well.”

old Mr. Ford put all his pawns back into the bowl where they belonged. “If that‘s your decision, I really don‘t want to interfere. But I’m worried. You‘re still young, after all, and there‘s every chance that you might regret your decision. My suggestion is for you two to get engaged first.”

He went on, “If, after staying engaged for a period of time, you still decide to get married, I will have nothing else to say.”

Weston furrowed his brows and remained silent.

Then, a moment later, he resolutely defended his request. “I don‘t think there‘s a need to get engaged. I‘ve already decided to be with her.”

He was adamant about getting married to Stella once more.

This time, though, he would give her a happier marriage.

“Since you‘re bent on doing so and are so confident, you should have no problem accepting my suggestion, that is, if you‘re confident about the state of your relationship with her,” old Mr. Ford said.

Stella could sense Weston‘s hesitation. He was, in fact,

worried about her.

squeezed her fingers. “I‘m the one

back at him and said softly, “Let‘s listen to Grandpa and get

What

forehead on hers. “As long

right, then that settles

engaged, I suppose that would be a decision arrived upon thinking things through. As long as both of you don‘t regret your decision and are very certain that

Old Mr. Ford

was

direction of the room. “Lower your volume, don‘t alert Gwen! If she were

crazy again...”

had been going well for the Cohens over these few

right after they rode on Weston‘s coattails and earned an envious sum of money from the western suburbs project. Although they were affected

was why they were willing to

expect was for

but all the improvement seemed to be

Old Mr. Ford would spare a thought for the relationship between our families and stop that woman from being part of the Ford family...” Of

making alternative plans

the Fords who called off the engagement. It was only reasonable that they

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