Guinevere found an emptiness in her heart, just as she felt threatened as if Stella Sealey were still
alive.
She closed her eyes, her mind filled with images of Ella Steele.
There was no question that she had lost her composure at the film set, harassing Ella when they were
just meeting for the first time.
She should not lose self-control like that, but she just could not control herself.
Even as she took a deep breath, she saw that Zack was about to burst into another crying fit just then,
and she promptly frowned as she snapped, “Alright, stop it! I know you’re suffering, but so am I!”
The doctor, who happened to be writing a prescription at the time, looked up at her in shock, confused
as to why she would suddenly become so bad tempered. Pausing for a moment, Guinevere quickly
adjusted her shades and added with a much milder voice, “Be a good boy… Mommy will play with you
later, alright?” The doctor withdrew his curious gaze then, shaking his head, but did not dwell on the
matter. In the end, every mother loves their child, and it is normal for parents to get impatient with a
sick child.
***
Later, Guinevere stepped out of the hospital with Zack in his arms, and soon spotted Xavier sitting at
the hospital’s pavilion and smoking. The entire hospital building was a no-smoking area, so he had to
go elsewhere to do it. Frowning, Guinevere walked up to him and asked, “When did you get addicted
already?” Though she knew Xavier well despite their lack of contact, she never knew that he had
become a nicotine addict. Xavier merely rose to his feet. Glancing at Zack, he reached out to pat his
head, but Guinevere took a step back in disdain from the smell of cigarettes. “You’re going to choke
him!”
Xavier chuckled. “What, little Zack can’t stand a little nicotine? He’s not that weak!”
“He’s just a baby!” Guinevere glared at him as she adjusted her hold on Zack.
Xavier finally pulled back his hand at that. “Is he fine now?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ll take you home, then.” Nonetheless, Xavier barely walked a few steps before coming to a stop.
Watching him, Guinevere asked, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” Xavier said, and lifted a brow. “I think I’ll go meet Weston at his office later.”
“Why?”
Guinevere had no intention of humoring him, but stopped right away when he was finished Xavier
chuckled. “I knew it. You’ll always overreact when it comes to Weston, “Why not?” Guinevere replied,
suddenly smiling a little absent-mindedly. “I’ve loved him for so long…” However, her reply seemed to
cause something in Xavier to snap, and he suddenly wheeled on her solemnly. “When did you fall for
him?” Guinevere’s gaze turned distant just then as she searched her mind. “In middle school, I think
She could not pinpoint a specific moment, but simply knew that she always only had eyes for Weston
even after so many years. Many men–including Henry–had caught her gaze, but those were just
passing fancies.
No one other than her would do for him
In fact, she never imagined herselí being with any other man, and always felt that Weston was
unquestionably hers.
“It’s been so many years…” Xavier’s gaze suddenly turned blank “Are you really going to stay in love
with him after all that?” “Yes, I am,” Guinevere replied, “Guess you still don’t know much about
women.”
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