Chapter 902

Weston looked at her steadily and asked with an unfluctuating voice, “Really, what did you hear?” Stella looked into his eyes. “Why did you agree for Guinevere to attend our wedding?” she almost asked, but when their eyes met, and she thought of tomorrow’s plan, she swallowed all her words back. Hence, she simply said, “I heard that you wanted to add one more seat. Hasn’t the guest list been decided? Why do you need another seat? Who else hasn’t been invited?” He put her on the bed and lay down beside her. Covered her up with the blanket, and he took her into his arms again. “It’s no one important.” “Oh…” She did not ask anymore. He brushed away the hair on her forehead and kissed her. It was a kiss that was almost reverent. He gazed into her eyes deeply with a look as gentle as the infinite night. “Goodnight, my bride.” Tomorrow, she would become Mrs. Ford. She smiled. “Goodnight, my bridegroom.” She buried her head into his arms. Inexplicably, a tear rolled out the corne