“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 c
hance 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 not
hing 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 sugges
tion, 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.
He squeezed her fingers. “I‘m the one who can‘t wait to marry her.”
Stella looked back at him and said softly, “Let‘s listen to Grandpa and get engaged first.
“I‘m confident about our relationship. What about you?” she stated with determination.
Weston rested his forehead on hers. “As long as you‘re willing to.”
“All right, then that settles it.”
Old Mr. Ford smacked his palm against the table. “If you two really cannot wait, then get engaged quick
ly, I won‘t stop you from doing so. If you two still want to be together after getting engaged, I suppose th
at would be a decision arrived upon thinking things through. As long as both of you don‘t regret your de
cision and are very certain that this is who you want to be with for the rest of your life, I won‘t tear you t
wo apart.”
“What? Old Mr. Ford agreed to their marriage?”
Mrs. Cohen was in disbelief.
Mr. Cohen immediately shushed her as he turned to glance in the direction of the room. “Lower your
volume, don‘t alert Gwen! If she were to hear it, she might go crazy again...”
Nothing had been going well for the Cohens over these few days.
Things went downhill right after they rode on Weston‘s coattails and
earned an envious sum of money from the western suburbs project. Although
they were affected by the termination of Weston and Guinevere‘s engagement, the profit they
gained was most important, which was why they were willing to let Weston go.
What they did not expect was for Guinevere to be so obsessed.
She had almost fully recovered in terms of her mental state, but all the improvement seemed to be vain
, now that her condition had relapsed.
If the public were to catch wind of what happened to Guinevere, it would surely dent her reputation. “I h
ad thought that 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
course, they knew that with the engagement called off, Weston wasn‘t obliged to keep himself single fo
r Guinevere.
They were also making alternative plans for Guinevere.
However, whatever it was, it was the Fords who called off
the engagement. It was only reasonable that they ensured that Guinevere was properly settled before m
To their surprise, they were so eager for a new engagement! ...to Ella Steele, to boot.
Guinevere certainly wouldn‘t be able to take such a blow.
Mr. and Mrs. Cohen were racking their brains on how they could hide the Fords‘ impending engagement
Her hair was in an unruly mess and her eyes were soulless. “Dad, Mom, are they getting married?”
“Gwen, do you feel better now?”
Mrs. Cohen rushed
forward and looked at her with a pained expression in her eyes. “Just forget about him. He‘s a bastard w
doesn‘t care about you. There are still plenty of fish in the sea…”
“There are many men out there indeed, but none of
them are Weston, and none of them are as good as he is.”
Guinevere shook her head, her lips chapped and dry.
“He‘s the only man I want.”
Mrs. Cohen sighed.
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