Henry came back to his senses and pressed his finger on his temple He said a little helplessly, We grew up together. You should understand Westonâs character Do you think a child would change his decision?â Guinevere dendied her fist and tumed her head away as a tear fell from the corner of her eye. âBut I canât turn back anymore The baby is bom Do you understand?â
of course I understand â Henry pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached her He reached out and wiped the tears away from the corner of her eyes. âDonât cry. Tell me what do you need me to do for you?â His gentleness put Guinevere in a brief trance She looked at him almost obsessively âYouâre alwzys well â informed Can you tell me about the woman that Weston mel at Lowe Garden the other day?â After a long thought, she decided that the only way to go was to start with the woman Weston stopped sharing his whereabouts these days. The only news she knew was that he met a woman at Lowe Garden She could not think of any other breakthrough Guinevere knew there was a problem between them Stella was the problem. However, Stella was dead she died after falling from a building.
There was no way for her to seek trouble with a dead woman People said that the dead would always be missed, but she did not think so. Stella was already dead Stellaâs influence might affect Weston, but it was limited After a long time, wo would remember Stellaâs existence?
However, things were different now she should be wary of the threat from the new woman. Besides, Westonâs feeling for Stella was only guilt. Westonâs attitude towards her had changed a lot since she forced him to choose between Stella and her How could she not know?
She just did not want to pierce this calm tide Her marriage to Weston was in jeopardy. Although Weston had promised their parents to get the marriage certificate as soon as possible, she could not settle down until she got the certificate.
Henry listened to her words, but he did not react at first. Shortly after, he burst out laughing. âGwen, youâre the daughter of the Cohen family. Why do you need my help and connections?â
Guinevereâs face flushed a little. This should have been easy, but things were different now.
Weston wÄ wary of her, so it would be hard for her to investigate it. Her family was not very satisfied with her recent performance. She must lay low, so she had to tum to Henry. Henry nodded a little. He had always been lazy. He had a sickly aura around him, perhaps because he had slayed in a wheelchair for too long He looked like a sick bui beautiful man. âYouâve already asked for help. I wonât refuse you.â
He captured a lock of her hair between his fingers and played with it. The way he played with her hair was quite sensual.
Guinevere frowned but did not avoid his action.
She knew that Henry had always fancied her. He had a crush on her before and even pursued her.
However, she only had Weston in her heart, Later, Henry got into a brief relationship with his little bodyguard. Even so, she knew her place in his heart was absolutely irreplaceable. Therefore, she could be imprudent with him. She let out a sigh and suddenly felt a little emotional. She blurted out, âIf only Weston were like you.â
âLike me?â Henry felt amused. He glanced at his disabled legs and said, âIn a wheelchair like me, or abandoned like me?â âDonât say that!â Guinevere cut him ofl. She did not like it when he put himself down like that. âNo matter what, youâll always be my best friend. Thank you for helping me.â
Her thanks were sincere, just like her feelings towards Henry. After all, she knew he would always be on her side.
Guinevere had a flawless face. She was known as one of the most beautiful faces in the entertainment industry.