Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 654

Chapter 654 

Guinevere was in disbelief as her face paled. 

She snapped back to attention and asked incisively, “Did someone tell you something?” 

“Seems like you know exactly what I’m talking about,” Weston looked up at her. 

Guinevere took a deep breath and suddenly chuckled rather self-derisively. “So the purpose of this date was actually to seek justice for Ella Steele?” 

Before Weston could reply, she went on the defensive and folded her arms around her chest, saying with an air of indifference, “I knew at that time that she would complain to you, but I didn’t expect her to be so quick about it… how petty.” 

She surveyed her nails and went on, “Weston, I can understand that men like you fancy a little novelty outside, but isn’t this rather bad taste on your part?” 

Weston remained silent, letting her go on. 

Guinevere poured a cup of water and took a couple of sips. “What do you want me to do?” 

“I don’t want history repeating itself,” Weston said leisurely but with a trace of coldness in his eyes. “I’m sure you know very well what you should be doing.” 

Guinevere kept sipping on her water in an attempt to douse the rage rising in her throat. Trying to act magnanimous, she said, “Of course, do you think I’ll stoop to Ella’s level? She likes creating trouble for you, but I don’t. I just find it tiresome for you.” 

She shrugged and said with feigned nonchalance , “Ella obviously complained to you that I picked on her during the shooting, right? She probably misunderstood me. Why would I bother picking on someone who poses no threat to me? That’ll only serve to devalue me.” 

“Try to think of something else to say that sounds more convincing,” Weston didn’t make things explicit, but his tone made his thoughts clear. 

Therefore, she decided to admit it openly. “I did act rashly that day, but I wasn’t targeting her. I mistakenly thought she was one of those vain girls who loved to buy 

imitation goods online because she couldn’t afford the authentic ones. I know I’ve always looked down on people like that, which is why I intervened. I didn’t expect her to misunderstand me.” 

She picked up her wine glass and clinked it against Weston’s glass. “Don’t worry. I’ll settle this. When it comes to things between women, I know better than you.” 

Weston remained silent as he picked up his wine glass and sipped on it. 

However, a moment later, he looked up at Guinevere and said, “I won’t allow Ella to be poor and shabby, so don’t mistake her as vain and unable to afford such things.” 

The smile plastered on Guinevere’s face faded instantly, and she could not force a smile no matter how she tried.