Chapter 1074 Stella had truly started living the life of a bird in a golden cage.
After Zachary Fordâs death, there was even more reason for her to be locked up inside all the time, for as soon as she stepped outside, she would be instantly hit by a barrage of assaults. Not only would she be hounded by packs of reporters, but there were also numerous others aiming to attack her. Warren Ford and the Cohens were also eager to snatch her up at the first opportunity and throw her into the gallows.
Perhaps their wedding was a bad omen after all. Ever since the day the press dubbed it âThe Caged Wedding,â Stella had befittingly become the woman in the gilded cage.
Stella saw Joan hanging up the phone in chagrin, so she asked, âHeâs not coming home again today, is he?â
Stella didnât seem half as disappointed as Joan was. In fact, she even spoke exceptionally calmly.
Joan couldnât tell what she was thinking, but she could sense that the girl was just pretending to be strong.
âMr. Ford has been swamped with work lately,â Joan comforted Stella. âHe might be tied up for now, but as soon as he gets some time, Iâm certain heâll be home and be by your side, Mrs. Ford...â Stella smiled and asked, âDo I look like the lonely wife waiting for her husband to come home every day?â
âThatâs not what I meant ...â Joan corrected her, fearing that she might have said something wrong.
The truth was that she had been hearing rumors about Westonâs change of feelings towards Guinevere and how he had spent much more time with her these two days.
But Joan was certain that these were all just false rumors. She had witnessed firstâhand how much Weston Ford loved Stella Sealey and knew about the animosity that existed between Stella and Guinevere. So how could Weston even consider getting closer to Guinevere?
Lately, she had been spending most of her time at Stardust Mansion caring for Stella. Perhaps these were rumors spread by those completely clueless about the truth of the matter.
Judging by Guinevereâs character , if all these had been true, she would have proudly announced it publicly so that everyone would know about it.
Yet to Joanâs surprise, she soon discovered that Guinevere had posted a photo of Weston Ford to her circle of friends on Moments.
It looked like they were having dinner together. The background of the photo was a black marble table.
Only Westonâs silhouette could be seen, but it was unmistakably him.
The photo gave off an air of warmth and intimacy, clearly suggesting that it was a photo of her lover. But the accompanying words were even more unambiguously suggestive.
âNo matter how far Iâve wandered, Iâll always come back to you in the end.â.
Joan almost stopped breathing. She just could not tell what Weston might be thinking.
Did he not care about exonerating Stella anymore?
Guinevere Cohen and her family had been trying to frame Stella for young Zachary Fordâs murder, and they were determined to let Stella rot in prison. As her husband, Weston should be doing all he could to help Stella. Why was he spending his time with Guinevere instead?!
âWhatâs wrong, Joan?â
Stella suddenly appeared behind her.
âWhat are you looking at?â she asked Joan again. âWhy do you look so upset?â âItâs nothing...â Joan quickly hid her phone away and forced a smile. âAnyway, since Mr. Ford wonât be coming home tonight, should we go ahead and have dinner?â
Stella initially planned to wait for him, but judging from what Joan had just said; she was probably suggesting they shouldnât wait for him anymore. He was already having dinner with someone else anyway, Joan thought. She was sure that he would not be coming home tonight.
âIâll go prepare your dinner now, Mrs. Ford. You should eat something first.â
Stella could see that Joan was being evasive, and she quickly understood something but remained silent.
She nodded and returned to the piano room.
All Stella did during the past few days in the Stardust Mansion was practice the piano. Apart from playing the piano, it seemed there was really nothing else that she could do.