Chapter 953

Hearing this, Weston stared fixedly at his mother, his searching eyes full of scrutiny. “What are you looking at?” Wendy shot him a dirty look. “If he really is out there with another woman, why are you so calm about it?” he asked. Wendy laughed. “Aren’t all men like that?” she sneered. “What do you want me to do? Lock him up inside the house?” Weston said nothing, but his eyes turned dark. “Stop wasting your time,” Wendy reminded him impatiently, no longer wanting to see him there. “If you want to go, then hurry up and go! I, for one, have no desire to meet those people!” Just as she finished her sentence, Warren Ford appeared with a cane in his hand. “Are you going to the Cohens’?” he asked. “Yes, Grandpa. “Mr. Frederick Cohen would like to see Zachary,” Weston stood at attention and told Warren. This was the first time Weston and Warren spoke ever since the wedding. Though there seemed to be no changes in their relationship on the surface, only Warren knew about the sto