Chapter 376 For his family, he could pretend that none of this had ever happened. He could pretend that everything was fine, just as they wanted. He could pretend to be Guinevere‘s husband. He could pretend to be Zachary‘s father. But he could not and would not pretend to love Guinevere or treat her affectionately as she wished.
Guinevere wiped away the rainwater on her face. The tears that she shed had disappeared into the rain.
She suddenly burst into laughter. “So you‘re still mad about that, huh?” she taunted. She held her head in her hands, as if all her memories came flooding back to her all at once. “I‘ve been chasing after you for so many years,” she said, almost rambling. “Did that mean nothing to you at all? Why can‘t you just turn around and notice me for once?” “Too many women have been chasing after me, Gwen,” he replied. “Too many to notice them
Weston turned around and walked away.
“But I‘m not like them!” Guinevere ran after Weston and wrapped her arms around him from behind. “I‘m nothing like any of them! I‘ve always loved you more than any other woman in
the world! Isn‘t that enough?”
Weston was no longer in the mood to talk to her.
“Do you still expect me to believe that?” He tore her arms off his body and shoved her away.” Keep your distance from me, and I‘ll let you keep whatever dignity you still have! But if you ever cross the line again, I swear I‘ll break all contact with you!” As he spoke, his eyes gleamed suddenly as he slowly stepped forward. “I know that you remember everything that happened a year ago,” he told her, his gaze piercing straight into her eyes. “For now, I won‘t question if your amnesia is real. Whether you want to keep things the way they are, or if you want the whole truth to be revealed that‘s all up to you, Guinevere. Don‘t try my patience.”
Guinevere quietly watched as Weston disappeared in the distance, completely in shock. Soon, she lost all self–control and just couldn‘t hold back her tears anymore. She screamed and cried her heart out.
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