She got ready and was about to leave when Joan stopped her. âMs. Steele, if thereâs no emergency, Mr. Ford said he hoped you would wait for him at home.â Stella pointed to her phone and explained, âI have a work emergency, so I need to leave now. Did Weston say anything about restricting my freedom?â âWell, he didnât..â However, Joan felt a little troubled. Stella was in a hurry to go out. She said to her, âIf thereâs any problem, Iâll bear the responsibility.â Then, she closed the door and left. Joan watched as Stela turned to leave. She went forward and wanted to chase her, but she could not stop her. Hence, she had no choice but to give Weston a call and explain the situation to him Weston had just arrived at Ford Mansion when Joan called him.
He rubbed his temple and said, âIf itâs about work, just let her go.â
Joan felt relieved to hear that.
After hanging up the phone, Weston walked into Ford Mansion.
As the car drove in, he saw from afar that the main door was wide open. The situation inside seemed to have calmed down.
When he strode in, someone jumped right into his arms âWeston, what took you so long?â Guinevere cried so much that her makeup was all messed up. She hugged his waist tightly âI thought you didnât want me anymoreâ¦â
Westonâs face was cold. He looked at Chris behind Guinevere and asked, âWhat is going on?â
Chris had a complicated look on his face. He explained, âShe suddenly remembered the incident a year ago, but somehow, she quickly forgot again. Sheâs emotionally unstable now. After you took her to the psychiatrist, anxiety consumed her. Now, she can barely distinguish reality and memoryâ Chris started blaming him. He complained, âIâve told you to keep this a secret forever. Why must you take her to a psychiatrist? If you hadnât done that, there wouldnât be any problems now!
Weston looked at him coldly, âWhy donât you say that to yourself? Would any of this happen if you had kept your urges under control?â
Chris knew he was at fault and stopped arguing. He looked in the direction of the second floor and muttered guiltily. âKeep your voice down at home. If your mom hears usâ
âSo what if she hears us Things wouldnât have come to this if you had some sense of responsibility.â
Weston was unforgivingly savage A fit of rage suddenly took over Chris. âWhatâs the use of saying all these now? At this point, can we still turn back?! Donât forget this. Youâre the one who promised to help!â Weston closed his eyes with a grim face. After a short moment, he finally said with a mocking smile, âRight. I shouldâve seen it coming.â
Guinevere could not understand what they were saying. She looked up at Weston in confusion. âI called you earlier, but why didnât you answer? What have you been doing?â Weston did not say anything. He lowered his gaze at her, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. After a short moment, he asked her, âDo you feel unwell?â Guinevere shook her head, but she was glad to see he still cared about her, so her expression eased a little.
She muttered, âYou never answered my call. I was scared that you didnât want me anymore⦠Weston, will we still marry? Will my emotional stability affect our marriage?â Weston said nothing. Looking at her messy hair, he thought of all the things that had happened.
He sighed softly. âYouâre emotionally unstable now. Iâll bring you to the doctor.â Guinevere shook her head. âNo, I donât want to go. Iâm scared.â Tears began streaming down her cheek again. She looked at him and said sincerely, âI donât know whatâs wrong with me. They say I tried to strangle Zack. How could that be? Why would I strangle himâ¦â
Westonâs grip on Guinevereâs shoulder suddenly tightened. He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her out of his arms.
He looked down at her and said, âYouâre emotionally unstable now and unfit to stay with Zack If you continue to stay here, youâll be a threat to his safetyâ¦â