Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234

Guinevere almost lost control of her emotions. She thought the two of them staying in the same room would be a good start. She did not expect to make any real progress with Weston right away. However, this man refused to sleep in the same bed with her… 

Guinevere did not move. 

Weston simply ignored her. He closed his eyes and went straight to sleep. Guinevere stood by the sofa for a long time, just looking down at him. An insurmountable sadness filled her heart at this moment. She asked in a raspy voice, “Weston, can’t we go back to how we were?” This was the second time she had asked him such a question. Weston did not open his eyes. His voice was as low and cold as ever. “We’ve always been like this, Gwen. You simply forgot.” 

His answer did not change either. Guinevere closed her eyes as tears streamed down her cheek. He was right. They had always been like this. All this time, she had been the one obsessed and chasing him. She smiled and suddenly said, “At least you’re still with me, aren’t you? One day, I’ll make you want me willingly.” Weston did not say anything. Guinevere gave him a deep look. Then, she went to the bed before she lifted the quilt and lay on the bed. 

The man suddenly opened his eyes in the dead of night. There was nothing but silence. He got up and went to the balcony, seemingly lost in deep thoughts. 

It was late. Stella should be asleep at home. Weston thought about how Guinevere suddenly interrupted when he was on the phone. This was the first time he had the urge to explain to Stella. He never had the habit of explaining himself to others. Stella was the only exception. She was always the exception to his rules, leaving him at his wit’s end. 

After some consideration, he sent her a text message. 

[Weston: I’ll be back tomorrow.) 

She exhaled deeply and tried to calm down. Then, she opened the door and went downstairs. 

Wendy was alone in the living room. Chris had left early in the morning and gone to the company. 

Seeing that, Guinevere calmed down miraculously and found peace. It was a strange sense of pleasure. 

Guinevere walked to Wendy and greeted her. “Good morning.” “It’s getting late.” Wendy looked at her, but her attitude to her was far different from the way she treated her in Mr. and Mrs. Cohen’s presence. Guinevere knew Wendy was just acting in front of her parents. How could she not know? Even so, she chose to be patient.