Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 956

Chapter 956 

Guinevere's moods seemed to stabilize significantly after the wedding. She no longer used her mental state as an excuse to call for Weston whenever she liked.

She stood at the door and calmly swept a glance over Weston.She was polite and friendly and not at all agitated.

“My grandfather and the rest have been waiting for you inside,” she announced.

“Good kid,” Warren said, patting her shoulder.

He had been feeling bad about how things had turned out for Guinevere lately.

“I'm relieved to see you all well again.” 

“It was my fault for being so hysterical in the past,” she replied with a smile.

“I made such a fool of myself, and I know that everyone is terribly worried about me.But I’m changed now.I won't cause anyone any trouble again...” 

She paused and turned to Weston, adding, “I really owe you an apology, Weston.” Weston remained silent.

He casually draped his suit jacket over his arm, staring straight ahead as if he hadn’t heard a single word.

Guinevere looked slightly disgruntled , but she tried her best to conceal it.

“Weston!” Warren growled, visibly irritated by his grandson’s attitude.

"Act more like a man! Stop your small mindedness!” Weston merely shifted his gaze toward Zachary.

“You should bring him inside.” Warren almost forgot that the boy had come with them too.

He rushed over to the driver who was holding onto Zachary and took the boy into his arms.

“It's been a while since you last saw your mother,” he said.

“You must miss her a lot!” Annoyance flashed across Guinevere's eyes, but she quickly hid it.

“My baby Zack!” she cried, grinning as Warren handed her son to her.

“Is it true? Did you miss Mommy a lot?” Zachary stared vacantly at the woman in front of him before suddenly crying out, “Waa!”

“Waaaa! Waa! Granny! Granny...” His cries drew out the people who were inside.

“What's the matter?? Who's crying??”

 “Is that my great-grandson?” An elderly couple came out to the door and immediately took Zachary into their arms after briefly greeting Warren.

“I'm glad you still remember my birthday!” Warren laughed.

Since he was with his old friends, he had lost his stern countenance and was in a much more jovial mood.

“ I’m counting on you to show up at the party!” And that was the purpose of his coming here today.

His eightieth birthday party would naturally have to be a big occasion.

It was also an excellent opportunity to reconnect with the bigwigs in Ahn City and mend the Ford family’s relationship with them.

Weston, too, had caught on to Warren’s intentions .

He drummed his fingers on the sandalwood coffee table.

Guinevere gazed silently at his silhouette, turning a deaf ear to everything else that had been going on around her.

She had changed into a new dress, something more delicate that was as red as a rose in full bloom.

Too bad that man didn't appreciate all that beauty in front of him.

Guinevere could only helplessly wallow in self-pity.