“Which him?” Chris feigned ignorance. “Well…” Daisy couldn’t even bear to say his name.
Chris cut her off and said with a half-smile, “Oh, I remember it now. Your ex-fiancé.”
He turned towards Weston, “Weston, what do you think?” “None of my business,” Weston rubbed in
between his brows. He paused for a moment before going on, “But since he hurt my girl, I can’t let him
off so easily.”
Daisy’s face fell ever so subtly. Indeed, the reason he even interfered in this entire issue was because
of Ella, not her. Chris looked at her; his interest piqued. “Seems like you really want Weston to stand up
for
you?”
“Of course not!” Daisy denied it vehemently. “How would I dare to bother Mr. Ford…” “Do you not dare
and not want for that to happen?” Daisy did not know why Chris was bent on embarrassing her in front
of Weston. Her eyes turned red as she glanced at him, her fists clenched tight. Ever since Chris
witnessed that scene, the cool and calm image she erected before him seemed thoroughly destroyed.
Chris had just discovered that this woman wasn’t as strong as she portrayed herself to be. He merely
hadn’t seen her vulnerabilities previously. Thus, he suddenly felt his interest in her waning. He initially
thought that Daisy would be an insurmountable obstacle, but after defeating the final boss, everything
started sailing smoothly, and he found it boring again. However, he couldn’t bear to give it up just like
that. It felt just like chicken ribs- unappetizing, yet a waste if thrown away. Chris sipped on his wine and
placed it on the table. “Tell me. How do you intend to settle this?”
He turned to Daisy, “He’s your ex-fiancé, after all. We should respect your opinion.”
Daisy subconsciously glanced at Weston and subsequently lowered her head. “I don’t know… I want to
have a clean break with him, but I don’t want anyone to get killed.”
“Given how much of a cheat and a scoundrel your ex-fiancé is, you can forget about having a clean
break with him without involving lives.” Chris continued sipping on his wine as he remarked casually.
His calm and composed tone made it sound like he had completely no regard for the lives of
anyone.
Weston, completely uninterested in their relationship’s stories, brushed it off with some annoyance.
“Whatever you two intend to do, just be mentally prepared that I’ll make his life miserable.”
Chris arched a brow. “I thought it was enough punishment that you’ve beaten him up so badly.”
“How was that enough?” Anger once again flashed past the depths of Weston’s eyes. No one would
know how he felt when he saw the terrible bruises on Stella’s body. Chris chuckled, but the smile did
not reach his eyes. “I got it. Don’t worry. I’ll give you an explanation regarding this matter.” With that, he
turned towards Daisy.
Daisy was still in a daze as she stared at Weston with mixed feelings.
Suddenly, the ringing of a phone broke the silence.
It was Chris’ phone.
He looked at the incoming number and arched a brow, “I’ll take this.”
With that, he stood up and left Weston and Daisy alone.
This was Daisy’s first time being in the same place as Weston outside of work. She felt rather nervous
and subconsciously placed her hands on her knees. She even began breathing more cautiously
She couldn’t hold herself back from asking a moment later, “Mr. Ford, may I ask: What is your
relationship with Ms. Ella?”
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