Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 327

Chris was probably the only one who really wanted to see Guinevere and Weston get married, apart from Guinevere herself. However, he did not expect such a change.

Wendy was the only one left in the living room. She asked someone to bring her a cup of tea and slowly enjoyed it. When she heard the sounds of footsteps coming from the stairs, she glanced up at the two people who were walking downstairs.

“Have you figured things out?” Her words were clearly directed at Guinevere.

Guinevere was still feeling down, but she was not as rash as before. She sat down opposite Wendy quietly and said, “I‘ve figured things out. It’s only a year. I can wait.” Wendy did not think she would be so willing to bear the humiliation for the greater good. She said with a smile, “You really love Weston so much. As his mother, I‘m happy to see this.” Guinevere‘s mouth twitched. What Wendy said did not cheer her up at all.

The lawyers had already left.

Guinevere stared at the documents that were meant for the marriage. She browsed them back and forth and felt bitter at heart. She could have been Mrs. Ford after today. “I‘m glad you‘ve come to terms with it.” Wendy always treated her coldly when nobody else was around.

At the same time, the sound of a baby crying suddenly came from the children‘s room upstairs.

Wendy stood up. “I’ll go check on Zack.” Then, she left.

Guinevere did not react when Wendy mentioned Zachary. She had mixed feelings about this child. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Sometimes, she would rather not have had him. However, she would not be living in Ford Mansion without him.

“Weston...” Guinevere suddenly put down the file in her hand and looked at the man beside her. “If you go to Fern City, will you spend less and less time in Ahn City?”

Weston answered with a hum but did not look at her. Instead, he turned a page of the book in his hand. He seemed to be unbothered from the incident earlier. The marriage did not seem to matter to him at all. He even had the mood to read a book.

Guinevere knew he had always acted like this, but she still felt uncomfortable looking at it. “Are we going to see each other less often?” she asked. Weston closed the book and put it on the table. He rubbed his brow and said, “I‘ll come back to see you when I‘m free.”

Guinevere was relieved to hear that. After a while, she spoke again. “By the way, my filming work will be starting soon. It seems to be very close to Fern City. Can I visit you often?”

“Why?” Weston asked her indifferently.

Guinevere was startled at first. Then, she smiled. “Well... I can meet you at the company. If you have time, can we go on a date together?”

Weston chuckled. “What do you think I‘m going to Fern City for?”

Guinevere instantly curbed her emotions. “I‘m sorry.”

“I don‘t like to mix my personal life with work. You should know that.”

“I know... ”

Weston stood up.

Seeing that, Guinevere panicked a little. “Where are you going?”

Weston looked at the time and said, “To my study. I have a teleconference.”

Guinevere finally sat down again. She found herself becoming more and more anxious. She was always fearful that Weston might leave her.

She had never felt this way before. She had never felt so restless even when Stella was still alive.

When Weston was forced to choose between Stella and her, Weston chose her. Even so, why did she feel the pain of being abandoned?