Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Even if they were curious, no one had the guts to give the Ford family trouble.

Ahn City was a city of profound history where many wealthy families resided.

There was an urban rumor that any wealthy family in Ahn City’s upper-class society could easily overwhelm an entire city.

Weston’s wealth was national level, so it wasn’t difficult for him to suppress this incident.

At the family manor, a white Bentley slowly entered the compound.

Weston was going through some documents while Guinevere sat beside him.

They were only inches apart, but it felt like there was a huge gap between them.

Guinevere had grown up with Weston and knew that he was an aloof man who rarely showed emotion.

The incident that day was still vivid in her mind.

Weston had chosen her, just as she hoped.

And Stella was no longer a threat, so she had nothing to worry about anymore.

She could have put away her unbridled suspicion and be with him now, but... Guinevere looked conflicted.

Whenever she stopped thinking, she would inadvertently remember that day and how flustered Weston looked when he saw Stella fall... She couldn’t forget it.

She had never seen Weston lose his cool as if his emotions had collapsed and his sanity was gone.

Even the corners of his eyes were red with madness as he cried out that woman’s name.

Weston had even pushed her away and rushed over, wanting to grab Stella... If his bodyguards hadn’t rushed over in time, Guinevere suspected that Weston would probably have jumped down after Stella.

Also... there was one other thing that worried her even more, and that was if Weston found out that those men really were connected to her.

Although she was thorough in her preparations, she knew how capable Weston was.

Hence, she had been living in fear since that day, worried that Weston might find out about the truth.

When Stella fell down with the kidnapper, the air cushion had only been pumped halfway.

The kidnapper wasn’t so lucky so he was currently in the intensive care unit, his survival uncertain.

For the sake of making the incident look more realistic, Guinevere had only discussed the details with the leader of the gang.

The kidnapper who had held her hostage didn’t know about the deal.

Aside from the leader, no one else was aware.

So is the leader in the hospital died, Weston would never find out.

With this in mind, Guinevere’s expression softened.

The car was still moving, gradually slowing down.

Guinevere turned to the man’s handsome side profile and said, “Weston... We’ll be parents in one month.” They seemed to be at peace with each other and the name ‘Stella’had disappeared from their lives.

But Guinevere couldn’t rest easy, so she could only use the baby to keep Weston with her.

Weston didn’t give much of a reaction.

He merely grunted a reply as he read the documents in his hand.

“Don’t worry.

The doctor has already examined you, and everything’s normal.” “I’m not worried about me, I just...” Guinevere pursed her lips and leaned against his arm gently.

“Weston, why do I get the feeling that you’re very far away from me?” Weston’s fingers shook slightly before he turned another page.

“What kind of distance do you consider close?” Guinevere smiled.

“I didn’t mean that sort of distance.

What I mean is... your heart feels very far away.” “You will experience overthinking during pregnancy, and that’s a normal phenomenon.” Weston didn’t pause what he was doing.

He glanced at the family manor and closed the file.

“If you feel unwell, let the doctor know.

I’m busy lately so I can’t be there for you all the time.” Having said that, he swiftly got out of the car.

Guinevere grew much more uneasy as she watched his back profile.

Was he busy because of work, or due to something else?