Chapter 415

Guinevere felt a pang of heartache even as she held Zack in his arms.

In reality, she rarely carried the boy so carefully, because everytime she did, she would be reminded of
that night which had changed her life entirely.

As a matter of fact, she had wondered to herself more than once-would her relationship with Weston be
so eerily cold if that night had never happened?

Seeing that she was very worried, one of the maids said, “Don’t worry, ma’am. The family doctor will
soon be here – Zack will definitely be fine.”

Even so, Guinevere was too distracted to hear her.

***

After examining Zack, the doctor said rather awkwardly, “Zack seems fine at the moment. However,
he’s a child, and he should be admitted to the hospital if this continues.”

Guinevere promptly called Weston after the doctor left-he was the one who had called her about Zack,
and yet she was somehow here, alone with the boy.

She could not help feeling a little upset about that. Nonetheless, it took a while for Weston to answer a
call, and he was clearly unhappy as he growled, “What is it?”

He said just three words, almost flat in tone-but it left Guinevere taken aback.

At that very moment, her mind was not on Zack’s fever, but instead on why Weston had always treated
her so coldly… As if she had only realized that right then!



It had been years, but Weston only ever tolerated her when necessary, and never once showed her
any hint of tenderness.

Would he really be treating her like that if she had feelings for him?

Her fingers clenching on her phone, she asked, “Where are you right now?”



She tried to keep her voice calm and composed, but in her bones, she was still the Guinevere Cohen
who always hated to lose. “Zack is very sick. Would you come pick us up at the hospital later, when
you’re free?” “I’m in Fern City,” Weston replied.

In other words, he would not be going.

Guinevere took a deep breath to calm herself. “But Zack is looking really sick right now, and no one
else is around. I’ve just come home alone from the film set, too… Don’t you remember that?”

On the other end, Weston rubbed between his brows just then.

He was neutral toward Zack, and even if he was distant, he never spared any expense when it

comes to the boy.

However, he never spent much time with Zack— which made him similar to Guinevere in that respect,
and he would only show up when necessary, never once going out of his way to be nice to the boy.

Glancing at Stella, who was sleeping beside him, Weston rose to his feet and left his breakroom, not
willing to disturb her.

Guinevere could hear him on the other end, and so asked, “Where are you right now?”



“Fern City,” Weston answered. “I mean, what are you doing right now?” “Heading to a meeting.” That
finally gave Guinevere pause, and she finally stopped asking. “Am I imposing?”

The instant she said those words, Ben could be heard from the other end, “Mr. Ford? Everyone is
waiting.”

Weston nodded in response.

In reality, Stella had fallen asleep in his car when he was called to an urgent meeting. The sight of her
sleeping soundly suddenly made him reluctant to send her home-keen on keeping her with him, he
carried her to his breakroom.


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