NovelEnglishChapter 389 Indeed, Weston pursed his lip tight upon her words. He simply looked at her without a
direct response. Stella shook her head. “There are some things that you can never give me.”
In Ford Mansion‘s backyard.
Chris hung up and didn‘t dare to turn around and face the woman behind him.
Guinevere said nothing. With a watering can in one hand and the other fiddling with flowers, it was as if
she had expected the outcome.
It was winter, and all the plants in the garden had been imported from overseas.
However, perhaps the harsh winter conditions this time caused none of the flowers to be in bloom.
Dr. Hayden Quirk suggested that she keep herself busy by way of distraction. She was officially joining
the crew in two days to film her scenes, and she decided to spend whatever free time she had tending
the garden. In any case, it was something that she often saw Henry doing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe wasn‘t exactly sure whether it really had a positive impact on keeping one‘s emotions in check, but
now that she had a go at it herself, she found it to be rather true.
Guinevere heard herself asking Chris calmly, “What did he say?”
Chris wore a nasty expression on his face, and he didn‘t offer Guinevere an immediate response. He
had been so cocky before he called Weston, yet his face was now ashen with disappointment after the
call.
Guinevere had heard what he said over the phone and knew Weston wouldn‘t agree to Chris so easily.
The look of anguish on Chris‘ face piqued her interest instead.
Chris collected his thoughts and said guiltily to Guinevere, “Something cropped up in Fern City, which
is why Weston doesn‘t have time to return. Don‘t overthink it.”
“I‘m not...”
Guinevere put down the watering can. “I know that he‘s busy with work. I just want to hear his voice,
that‘s all.”
She tried to portray the image of an infatuated, faithful woman, vastly different from the proud and
haughty Guinevere of the past.
With a sigh, she said, “I‘ll be joining the crew in a few days and will probably not be home much to
bother you and Wendy...”
“I didn‘t say that.” “Aren‘t you worried that the more I interact with Wendy, the more I‘ll think about
things I shouldn‘t?”
Guinevere suddenly looked at him with a complicated smile. Chris‘ heart leaped with anxiety as chills
ran down his spine. “What are you thinking about?” In a split second, Guinevere went back to looking
lost. “I don’t know. Fragments of memories suddenly flashed in my mind...” She bit her lips as her face
contorted with pain. “My head hurts.” She held her forehead and stumbled a few steps forward.
Chris immediately stepped forward and held her, asking with concern, “What‘s the matter? Are you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhaving another episode? I‘ll call Hayden over right now...” “No need,” Guinevere shook her head
weakly.
From the corner of her eye, she spotted Wendy, taking care of Zack upstairs, standing on the balcony,
staring at them coldly.
Guinevere suddenly leaned against Chris‘ shoulders, “I feel so dizzy. Let me lean on you, Uncle
Chris kept still and let her lean against him, an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He suddenly
remembered that he was still in the Ford Mansion and wanted to push her away when he heard her
mumble under her breath, “When I can I call you Dad...”
Chris retracted the hand he had reached out and pushed her away as conflicting emotions raged within
him. “It‘s just an address. In my eyes, you are already my daughter–in–law.” “Is that so?” Guinevere
sneered in her heart. She didn’t know who the better actor between Chris and herself was. He called
her his daughter–in–law and Zack, his good grandson. He didn‘t seem to consider their current
relationship absurd, to say the least.
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