Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568 

Both men had just loll Weston’s office, 

Ben clearly called them insolent, probably for offending Vieston, 

Yet, the man claimed that it was they who’d offended Vieston’s woman 

Guinevere herself had never seen these two men, clearly indicating that the woman they were referring to… 

Was someone else 

When she entered Weston’s office, Guinevere said to Ben, “CO and be busy with your work.” 

Ben hesitated for a moment before nodding, “Just call me if you need anything.” 

“I will.” 

Guinevere turned to look at Weston, who was going through some documents, 

“Weston,” she called out as she shut the door behind her, 

He did not reply 

As if he hadn’t sensed her arrival at all, he continued on his work without so much as looking up at her, 

Guinevere took a deep breath to calm hersell down at his obvious negligence of her, “Weston Ford, don’t you have 

anything to say to me?” 

“What do you want to hear?” He flipped a page of his document, his expression unchanged. 

Guinevere clenched her fists. “Where exactly were you at last night?” 

She refused to believe that the masked man from last night had nothing to do with Weston. The corners of Weston’s mouth lifted as he spoke with a slight tinge of sarcasm. “I made myself clear, but you don’t seem to understand.” 

Guinevere’s face froze. “What do you mean? What do you mean by not interfering in my relationship with him?” 

She was in disbelief. “Do you mean to say that no matter what I do with other men, you wouldn’t care?” 

Weston lifted his hand and glanced at his watch, “Gwen, I thought we agreed on this we never interfere in each other’s work.” 

“But this isn’t the same! This falls outside of the boundaries of work! You could’ve been jealous! You could’ve cared!” 

Guinevere was clearly agitated. “We’re about to be husband and wife. You should be jealous. You should care! How could you not?” 

Weston’s brows furrowed, “What exactly are you trying to say?” 

Guinevere finally recalled why she was here upon seeing his cold and distant side profile. 

She took a deep breath and pressed her palms together, “I’m not here to argue about these things with you. I just want the honest truth from you: Did you or did you not attend the banquet last night?” 

He looked into her eyes unflinchingly, “What is the purpose of finding out the answer to your question?”