Weston’s long eyelashes cast dark shadows under his eyes, but he remained silent through it all. He calmly regarded Stella in scrutiny while Stella sat beside Yvonne in silence, as if she did not notice him staring at her.Stella would never have guessed that the guests Yvonne talked about were Weston and Guinevere. What a small world it was! She thought of the irony of them meeting again, when Weston was so adamant about sending her off out of his sight. Despite everything, Stella was curious to see how Weston would react next, now that he’d seen her.“I had the same thoughts myself when I first met Ella!” said Yvonne with some astonishment. “She looked just like a friend of mine! I guess it is a strange coincidence. I never thought that two people who aren’t twins could look so much alike. It was weird enough that I knew someone who looked like Ella. I can’t believe that you know someone who looks like her too!”Yvonne then turned towards Stella and studied her face.“Such a pret
It was just a tiny gesture. Nobody had noticed it, except Guinevere. She clenched her fists. Her eyes darkened. She glanced at Stella, then turned to Weston. Weston didn’t seem to notice the change in her moods. He remained as calm and unbothered as ever, as if nothing out of ordinary had happened all evening.He didn’t think of anything either when he handed her the napkin, although he did sweep a glance over her outfit today… The dress suited her very well indeed. She never dressed up like this in the past. Weston retracted his gaze. A sense of restlessness crept up over him when he saw Stella’s trembling eyelashes.Meanwhile, Yvonne was oblivious to what was going on and was just amused by Stella’s reaction.“What’s wrong with my suggestion?” she teased. “You’re so pretty and so young, you can’t be planning to spend the rest of your life single! You’ll need to find someone eventually and the sooner you find him, the longer you’ll be able to enjoy the romance!”Stella giggled
Yvonne was the type of person who would always stand up for herself. She would never let anyone mock or taunt her without a fight. She could sense Guinevere’s jiving tone earlier, and she didn’t care if it was intentional. She just had to fight back.Once Yvonne was done talking, Guinevere’s face turned cold and frigid. The air got tense again. Silent awkwardness ruled the table.Nobody spoke. Yvonne dangled a spoon aimlessly, seemingly unaware of the gravity of what she said. Lucas pushed food onto Yvonne’s plate, urging her to eat. Yvonne accepted the food without saying anything.Yvonne knew that Guinevere didn’t like the fact that she had a baby out of wedlock because it was something that tarnished her pure and noble reputation, but she deceived herself into thinking that she was fine. She might pretend that it didn’t matter to her, but she was obviously troubled by it.As for Yvonne, she didn’t care that they had a child out of wedlock. Things could happen, especially between
The air was tense once again. Stella paused for a moment before immediately standing up. With her mouth covered, she rushed out. The moment Stella stood up to leave, Weston’s vision flickered for a moment, but he recovered very quickly. His eyes turned dark as he exuded an even colder and darker aura than before. It was difficult to tell what was going through his mind at that point. The smile faded from Guinevere’s face. Earlier, she felt assured by Weston’s protective stance over her, but now, she had completely lost her appetite. She pulled her napkin off and stood up. “I’m full. I’m heading to the washroom.” As she stood up, the chair behind her was pushed back, and its legs screeched uncomfortable against the floorboards. Weston’s face turned even darker as a cold glint flashed past the depths of his eyes. This time around, Yvonne wasn’t as clueless as before. The fork she had in hand paused right at her mouth, the food hanging in mid-air, “Why do things feel so st
Guinevere’s gaze landed smugly on the expensive dress that Stella was donning. As if realization dawned upon her, she said, “Yvonne is generous indeed. Her family owns an haute couture production line, and the garments can’t be bought even if one has the money. She is a candid and righteous person, indeed. Making friends with people like her would save one a lot of trouble and bring many benefits.” Stella’s eyes flickered as she turned towards Guinevere and said, “Sorry, but were you trying to hint it was me?” Guinevere was stunned, not expecting Stella to be so forthcoming. She recovered from her minor shock and stepped forward suddenly, leaning in closer to Stella. “I’m just casually chatting with you and just made a passing remark on something about Yvonne that I just recalled. I didn’t expect you to wear that hat on yourself.” The smile on her face appeared genuine. “Don’t take to heart what I just said. I wasn’t referring to you. If what I said made you misunderstand, I ap
Guinevere’s face turned so dour that it looked frightening. … So many twists and turns over a simple meal. Upon seeing Stella finally returning to her seat, Yvonne immediately put her spoon down and heaved a sigh of relief. “I thought you had an upset stomach.” Stella sat down beside her and smiled. “No, I didn’t. I just felt slightly unwell. Sorry for making you worried.” Yvonne replied casually, “Good that you’re alright. The thought that you might be pregnant even crossed my mind!” Guinevere, who had stepped in after Stella, stopped dead in her tracks upon hearing Yvonne’s words. As if recalling a memory of the past, her face contorted with rage without any seeming rhyme or reason. The thought of Stella and her child came to her mind! If it weren’t for the fact that Stella got pregnant, if it weren’t because she knew that Weston had acquiesced for Stella to give birth to that child, she would never have walked down that extreme path of no return! And she wouldn’t
Guinevere had always waited for Weston to turn back and reconcile with her. She did not expect to see him getting together with another woman. All the more, she did not expect him to get married to another woman while she was with child. Until now, Guinevere lived in regret over the presumptuous and conceited decision she made back then. Had she told Weston earlier that she was pregnant, things might have turned out differently! … In the study, Lucas was talking business with Weston, and Yvonne, who had no interest in hospitals and patients, pulled Stella away the moment the men began their discussion. “They are discussing Henry's condition again. I don’t understand what they’re saying. It’s so boring.” Stella followed behind her, and a familiar name caught her attention. “Henry…Henry Moore?” “You don’t know him. He’s a good friend of Weston,” Yvonne explained. “He’s on good terms with Guinevere as well. The three of them grew up together, and both men actually liked
She paused for a moment and smiled as if a thought flashed past her mind. “A child.” She looked straight into Weston’s eyes and said the two words emphatically. Instinctively, Weston released her hand as those two words left her mouth. Stella wanted to see something from his gaze, but it was a pity that she couldn’t see anything. At that moment, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Was she expecting a man like him to feel sorrow and guilt over that child? He wouldn’t. He only cared for the child he had with Guinevere, whereas she and her child were but just lowly ants in his eyes, deserving only to be stepped on by him and thrown aside like a rag doll. “Mr. Ford, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be off.” Stella pushed him aside, but at the next second, he grabbed her wrist again. It was then that she lost all patience with him. “What exactly do you want?” She turned her face around and looked at him with frustration, “Don’t tell me you just want to catch up and remi