Chapter 377

The question rattled Guinevere.

She could not possibly return to Ford Mansion like this. Wendy would certainly be shocked and
suspicious if she saw her in this state. Besides, Zack was still in Ford Mansion too, and he would be
terrified of her if he saw her in this kind of mess. So where could she go?

“I... I don‘t know,” she finally answered in a hoarse voice. “Why don‘t you just take me to any hotel
nearby? I‘ll get myself a room and spend the night there.” Her feeble voice made Weston frown. He
remained silent and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel

“You‘ll spend the night at the Golden Eve Apartment,” he announced after a long pause as he massaged
his temples. Guinevere‘s eyes instantly lit up. She looked at Weston with bewilderment. Golden Eve
Apartment was Weston‘s own place outside of Ford Mansion. He had never brought anyone there
before. Guinevere had been persuading him to let her stay there with him, but was always refused.

She had only ever been there once, and that was only because she had taken the initiative to bring her
parents there with her, so Weston could not refuse to let her in. But this time, Weston actually suggested
bringing her there himself! She had no idea if this meant that Weston was willing to rekindle their
relationship one more time, or if it was a sign that they were getting closer. In any case, this came as a
complete surprise to her because she had assumed that Weston would be furious after what had
happened just now. Guinevere gripped on the blanket tightly, so lost in thought that she did not notice the
cold look on Weston‘s face.

Once they had arrived at the Golden Eve Apartment, Weston let Guinevere get out of the car herself.

She opened the door and stepped out. Her knees wobbled a little, and she almost lost her footing, but
Weston reached out a hand to support her, although he quickly drew his hand away and kept a distance



away from her afterward.

Guinevere was slightly disheartened, but as she took in the view of the neighborhood, she sucked it up
and tried her best to keep her emotions in check.

‘Weston was willing to bring me to this place on his own accord,‘ Guinevere reminded herself. This was
undoubtedly a great sign. As long as Weston could be with her all the time, it was still possible to save
their relationship. Weston and Guinevere walked on silently. Both of them were drenched in the rain. As
they got to Weston‘s place, he stopped and stood at the door. “I‘ll arrange some people to come here
and serve you,” he told Guinevere. “I‘ll call the family doctor too. Dr. Hayden Quirk will come here and
assess your psychological condition—”

“Wait!” Guinevere interrupted him as a realization dawned on her after listening to what he said. “You
mean you‘d leave me here tonight?” she asked, utterly perplexed.

Weston said nothing; he merely glanced at her coldly. Silent tension swirled around the air between the
two of them.

Guinevere realized then that even though Weston was willing to let her into his apartment, he was no
longer willing to ever let her into his heart.

“No!” she asserted, gripping on the hem of her shirt. “I don‘t want you to go!”

She made a move to hug him, but he dodged away from her touch.

“Whatever happened today,” he stated brusquely, “I don‘t want to ever see it happening again.”
Guinevere‘s eyes fired up. She immediately understood that he was referring to Belle. “But don‘t you
know that I did what I did today all because of you?!” she argued with tears in her eyes, glaring at the
man in front of her. “If you hadn‘t turned me into a laughing stock in front of our friends, I would never



have bothered with a woman like that!” The noble and haughty Guinevere Cohen that she was in the
past would never have concerned herself with a lowly woman like Belle.

It was all because of Weston Ford!

She was just about to admonish him for it, but she stopped herself short when she remembered what he
told her in the rain.

He had never done anything wrong to her. He owed her nothing.

Guilt and pain knotted up into a tangled mess of emotions inside her. She was still reluctant to let him go,
but she was at a complete loss for words now.


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