“Are you afraid that Miss Ella will be upset if the operation is unsuccessful?”
Weston didn‘t answer.
Ben immediately understood what he meant and sighed.” Okay, I see.”
After speaking , he thought of something again. “What about the
matter of Miss Guinevere donating blood to her...”
The man frowned and interrupted. “Don‘t tell her.”
He didn‘t want Stella to remember that he had forced her to give blood to Guinevere.
At Old Cohen Mansion, in Guinevere‘s room. She stared blankly at the
suitcases that people had brought in. “...is everything packed?” “Everything‘s all packed, Miss!”
Mrs. Cohen walked in, and seeing her sad face, she sighed. “Guinevere, don‘t be too upset. There is n
o destiny between you and
Weston! Stop thinking about him. Your father and I have found a few young men for you, and you will m
eet them when the time comes.”
Ignoring her, Guinevere asked, “Is everything here?”
These were the things she put in the Ford family‘s old house. Initially, she was half the hostess there, a
nd if she had waited a few months, she could‘ve become the real Mrs. Ford.
Now, however, all her effort had gone to waste. How could she be satisfied?
Impossible!
“They‘re all basically here.”
Mrs. Cohen sat beside her. As she watched Guinevere, her heart ached. “Yes. They‘re all here.”
Suddenly, tears began to pool around her eyes as they got red. “How could he treat me like this? I‘ve lo
ved him for so many years! It‘s just some clothes, yet he didn‘t want to see them.”
Mrs. Cohen said, “We don‘t need it either! Besides Zachary, we won‘t have
anything to do with the Ford family.”
“Yes... I still have Zachary!”
Guinevere came to her senses and wiped the tears from the corner of her
eyes. “There‘s still Zachary between him and me.”
Mrs. Cohen was too stunned to speak. “You still want to be with him?”
“Mom, I love him. I can‘t lose him.
“If I don‘t have him, everything would be meaningless!” Guinevere suddenly cried out loud.
Before
she could finish, Mrs. Cohen‘s face instantly darkened. “You should look at what you‘ve become. Even i
f he doesn‘t like you, he can‘t embarrass you like this. Even if you have a son, you shouldn‘t have to wo
rry about not getting married. Besides, you are also a famous star in the entertainment
industry. Why are you afraid that you will not find a man?”
In retrospect , it was actually easy for her to get a man, but what she wanted wasn‘t an easy man.
She wanted Weston.
“Wake up! He doesn‘t care about you at all. If you continue this, you will only embarrass your father an
d me!”
“But mom, didn‘t you just say we still have Zachary? If. Zach is still here, he will treat me better...”
Mrs. Cohen looked at her with great disappointment.” You are obsessed.”
She stood up then said, “From now on, you‘re not allowed to go out on your own.”
Her face turned cold, and she warned Guinevere, “We will tell the public that you
have suffered from old problems, and you are not in the right mind to go out. Unless you think things
out thoroughly, otherwise just stay at home! Don‘t go anywhere!”
After speaking, she ignored Guinevere‘s pleas, slammed the door, and left.
The night breeze blew with gentle wisps, blowing the curtains open every now and then.
Weston stood in front of the
hospital bed, looked down at Stella, who was lying on the bed, and sat down beside her.
His fingers touched her cheek and moved around the area slowly.
Stella had woken up long ago, and she was just pretending to be asleep.
Sensing the touch on her face, she opened her eyes and woke up.
“...what time is it?”
She pretended to have not heard anything and put on a confused expression.
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