Chapter 135

He could have avoided the slap if he wanted to, but in the end, he didn't budge an inch. He simply stood there waiting for it to arrive. Maybe because Chris was a little embarrassed by the look in Weston’s eyes, he shifted his gaze away. “I didn’t mean for it to happen back then—you know it! This is the only solution to it all. Do you really want to ruin the life we have right now? If you really don’t want to marry Guinevere, you can wait for a few years before divorcing her. Why do you have to do this now? "Weston, you weren't this immature before!" he exclaimed, as if his heart was shattering. “Immature?” Weston nearly burst out laughing, as if he had just heard the best joke ever told. He took a sudden step forward and moved slowly to Chris' side, patting him on the shoulder. "How is asking my fiancée to take a psychological test immature? Or do you have a better way of dealing with my marriage?" Chris' face became pale as he gazed at him furiously. “Do you really have to tal