âDidnât you say it yourself? He chose you and abandoned me. I was the one who was abandoned on t he rooftop. Youâve achieved your goal and confirmed his feelings for you. So why did you have to kill me?â
âBecause he loves you!â Guinevere rasped, âBecause he loves you! I wanted his love the most, but I co uldnât get it all... because of you.â
âHe loves me? Do you really think so?â Stella laughed ironically and shook her head. She looked at Guinevere with some pity. âIf he loved me, he wouldnât have chosen you in the first place. He left me there to die. Do you think thatâs love? If so, just let him love you. I have no problem with that.â
Guinevere covered her face and broke into tears. Her crying sound sounded particularly creepy in the empty room.
Stella watched Guinevere cry and remained impassive , unable to sympathize with her.
All Guinevere cared about was having Weston. Even when she lost her child, what she cared about wa s getting rid of Stella, her love rival. She never had much love for that child in the first place.
Having spent her life trying to obtain Westonâs love, Guinevere cared little about anything else. Howeve r, in the end, she gained nothing and lost everything.
âYou couldâve lived a good life. You wouldâve done well even without Weston, wouldnât you?â
Stella looked at Guinevere blankly and uttered as if she was mumbling to herself. She sounded like she was talking about herself.
Why did fate have a way of playing cruel tricks on people?
Stella tried so hard to escape Westonâs grasp, but he had he squarely inside his hands. Eventually, he f orced her only family to die.
Meanwhile, there was someone out there who would kill to get Westonâs love.
âWho are you to question me? Iâve been following him for so many years... So many years...â Guinevere was still incredibly obsessed over Weston.
âYouâve never ever been in my shoes. Who are you to condescend to me? Everyone thinks weâre a couple. They all think heâll be with me, but what about him? He kept rejecting me over and over again. Do you know how I feel when those people look at me with ridicule?â âIâve gott en everything I wanted all my life! Except for Weston... I couldnât have Weston...â
âI canât be laughed at! I must have him! I wanted to revenge on him, so I went to his father... Thatâs Chris Hearing this, Stella widened her eyes and looked at Guinevere in disbelief.
Guinevere continued speaking to herself and did not notice Stellaâs change.
âThat night, I slept with his father, but so what? He has never responded to my pursuit all these years...â
âI wanted to see him heartbroken! I wanted to see his face full of regret!â