Chapter 894
"It looks like you really don’t want to marry him…" Warren sighed.
"But that’s probably a good thing. You won’t be too upset when you hear where he was two days ago." Stella was speechless for a few seconds before she asked, "… What are you talking about?"
"A few days ago," Warren slowly explained while studying her expressions, "Weston went to see Guinevere. Nothing surprising about that, of course, considering they’ve known each other since childhood and were sweethearts for many years. In fact, it was only expected that Weston would visit her after what she had been through."
Warren examined Stella’s expressions. When he noticed that she seemed unperturbed, he smiled and added, "But you don’t have any desire to be with him anyway, am I right? In that case, I’m sure the news didn’t upset you at all."
"There’s nothing to be upset about," said Stella. Her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes were devoid of joy.
"Everything’s just as I expected."
Sitting across Warren, she picked up her cup of tea, raised it to her lips, and took a small sip.
"He will always prioritize Guinevere Cohen above everything else," she continued.
"I realized that long ago. He will never give her up." Warren could tell she was thinking of how Weston chose Guinevere when the kidnappers asked him to choose between Guinevere and Stella.
"Actually," he argued, "just because he chose Guinevere didn’t necessarily mean that he prioritized her. In fact, under that circumstance…"
He stopped himself short the moment he caught himself trying to defend Weston. It was a knee-jerk reaction. He was Weston’s grandfather, after all. But it would be best to let Stella keep misunderstanding Weston. That way, everything would go according to plan. Stella and Weston were from two completely different worlds anyway. They were never meant to be together. If Stella suddenly understood Weston’s true feelings for her, she might not be willing to leave him voluntarily. With that in mind, Warren sighed and added, "I know he’s treated you awfully in the past… Is it true that you were pregnant at the time?" Stella’s eyes flickered.
"Mm-hmm," she replied tersely.
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