Having gotten a satisfactory answer from the elderly Cohens, it was time for Warren to gohome. It was
getting late, so the elderly Cohens excused themselves and left Guinevere to send the Fords off alone.
"Weston,” Guinevere suddenly said when they were at the door, “I know I’ve done many terrible things
in the past, and I'm truly remorseful..."
She paused to sigh before continuing.
“But no matter what happened, we still remain Zachary's parents.Going forward, I hope we can at least
be on friendly terms.” These were wise words indeed, and they pleased Warren Ford very much.
“Guinevere is absolutely correct,” he agreed.
“You two practically grew up together.It's a pity that things between you had to regress to such a
state.Weston, considering that Guinevere herself is willing to set everything aside and apologize, you’d
better stop treating her so coldly.You're still friends, after all! At least do it for the sake of your own
son!”
Weston pursed his lips and said, “We’lltalk about it later."
“You "
Just as Warren was about to chastise Weston again, Guinevere stepped in hurriedly and said, “It's fine,
Grandpa! I know how immature I've been.I've done so many humiliating things, and for that, I don’t
expect Weston to forgive me right away.But I promise I will prove I am a changed person with my
actions.”
“Guinevere,” Warren sighed contentedly, “you’ve really grown up.”
Weston could no longer listen to them speak, so he rushed into the car and urged the driver to drive
away immediately.
Guinevere stood by the car and waved them goodbye, though her eyes were full of displeasure.
“Zack!” she cried.
“Mommy will come by and see you more often from now on, okay?” Meanwhile, inside the car, Warren
watchedas Guinevere gradually disappeared into the distance.
“As expected from the eldest daughter of the Cohen family...” he sighed.
“Her maturity and grace are truly unmatched by any other woman.” Weston remained silent.He even
seemed bored and indifferent.He covered his eyes with one hand while the other was tugging at his
necktie, seemingly impatient.
Warren glared at him, shook his head, and said nothing more after that.
The silence in the car was only occasionally broken by Zachary’s voice as the two men stayed mum for
the rest of the journey.
It was already late into the night when Weston finally got back to the Stardust Mansion.He had stopped
by his office again after returning from the Cohen Mansion, and all the while, he had intentionally not
contacted Stella.
However, she neither gave him a call nor even sent him a single text message.
“Mr.Ford…” Joan greeted him as he arrived.
“Where’s Mrs.Ford?” he asked when he didn’t see Stella anywhere.
“She’s gone to bed, Mr.Ford.” Weston's movements suddenly paused as he was in the middle of taking
off his necktie.
"Okay,” he said, ripping off his necktie completely and tossing it aside, “you can go rest now.”
“Yes, Mr.Ford.”
"Wait!” Weston stopped her just as she was about to leave.
“Did she…say anything today?" Joan sighed and replied, "She didn't say anything in particular,
Mr.Ford, but she did seem a little upset when she discovered she couldn’t go out.”
Weston fell silent.
There seemed to be no way to decipher his feeling from thought with his perfectly stoic face.He went
on to take a quick shower in the bathroom downstairs before going into his study to handle a few more
documents.
Only then did he finally retire into the master bedroom.
The room was pitch black when he entered.
Stella did not leave any lights on for him.
He pushed the door open, letting the light from the doorway stream into the dark room, after which he
could see a small bulge under the blankets on the bed.
Weston strode in, closing the door gently behind him.He sank into the soft mattress as he lay down
next to her.He was just about to pull her into his arms when Stella suddenly turned around and looked
at him with gleaming eyes.
“You’re back!” she exclaimed.
Weston seemed a little startled , surprised that she was still awake.But he quickly recovered and pulled
her into his embrace.
“Yes,” he murmured.
“I’m back.”
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