The rooftop was eerily quiet.

Weston stared at his empty hands, refusing to believe he had just watched Stella fall down…

He didn’t even manage to grab the hem of her clothes.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Guinevere’s panic shouts rang beside his ears, but Weston didn’t hear them. His eyes looked void of emotion as if he couldn’t see or hear. His chest felt empty.

Then, an overwhelming pain took over, hurting him so much that he found it difficult to breathe.

This feeling felt so foreign that even he didn’t understand it. Why… were his eyes red like a madman’s?

‘Stella…

‘Stella…’

For a moment there, Weston felt detached from this world. He could only hear a woman’s screams getting sharper and sharper, laced with a fear she couldn’t suppress…

“Weston! Weston Ford, what are you doing?!”

Guinevere’s eyes widened in shock as she hugged her stomach and shouted hysterically like a

Even if they were curious, no one had the guts to give the Ford family trouble.

Ahn City was a city of profound history where many wealthy families resided.

There was an urban rumor that any wealthy family in Ahn City’s upper-class society could easily overwhelm an entire city.

Weston’s wealth was national level, so it wasn’t difficult for him to suppress this incident.

At the family manor, a white Bentley slowly entered the compound.

Weston was going through some documents while Guinevere sat beside him.

They were only inches apart, but it felt like there was a huge gap between them.

Guinevere had grown up with Weston and knew that he was an aloof man who rarely showed emotion.

The incident that day was still vivid in her mind.

Weston had chosen her, just as she hoped.

And Stella was no longer a threat, so she had nothing to worry about anymore.

She could have put away her unbridled suspicion and be with him now, but…

Guinevere looked conflicted. Whenever she stopped thinking, she would inadvertently remember that day and how flustered Weston looked when he saw Stella fall…

She couldn’t forget it.

She had never seen Weston lose his cool as if his emotions had collapsed and his sanity was gone. Even the corners of his eyes were red with madness as he cried out that woman’s name.

Weston had even pushed her away and rushed over, wanting to grab Stella…

If his bodyguards hadn’t rushed over in time, Guinevere suspected that Weston would probably have jumped down after Stella.

Also… there was one other thing that worried her even more, and that was if Weston found out that those men really were connected to her.

Although she was thorough in her preparations, she knew how capable Weston was. Hence, she had been living in fear since that day, worried that Weston might find out about the truth.

When Stella fell down with the kidnapper, the air cushion had only been pumped halfway. The kidnapper wasn’t so lucky so he was currently in the intensive care unit, his survival uncertain.

For the sake of making the incident look more realistic, Guinevere had only discussed the details with the leader of the gang. The kidnapper who had held her hostage didn’t know about the deal. Aside from the leader, no one else was aware. 

So if the leader in the hospital died, Weston would never find out.

With this in mind, Guinevere’s expression softened.

The car was still moving, gradually slowing down.

Guinevere turned to the man’s handsome side profile and said, “Weston… We’ll be parents in one month.”

They seemed to be at peace with each other and the name ‘Stella’ had disappeared from their lives. But Guinevere couldn’t rest easy, so she could only use the baby to keep Weston with her.

Weston didn’t give much of a reaction.

He merely grunted a reply as he read the documents in his hand. “Don’t worry. The doctor has already examined you, and everything’s normal.”

“I’m not worried about me, I just…”

Guinevere pursed her lips and leaned against his arm gently. “Weston, why do I get the feeling that you’re very far away from me?”

Weston’s fingers shook slightly before he turned another page. “What kind of distance do you consider close?”

Guinevere smiled. “I didn’t mean that sort of distance. What I mean is… your heart feels very far away.”

“You will experience overthinking during pregnancy, and that’s a normal phenomenon.”

Weston didn’t pause what he was doing. He glanced at the family manor and closed the file. “If you feel unwell, let the doctor know. I’m busy lately so I can’t be there for you all the time.”

Having said that, he swiftly got out of the car.

Guinevere grew much more uneasy as she watched his back profile.

Was he busy because of work, or due to something else?


Stella said nothing. She closed her mouth and looked straight at the kidnapper. Then, she looked up at the couple holding onto each other and smiled. “Weston, I told you that I would die, and that they never had the intention of letting me live. Why won’t you believe me?”

Having said that, before anyone could react, Stella’s expression suddenly changed and she took a step back, swiftly attacking the kidnapper’s eyes.

“Ah!” the kidnapper yelled. He had strengthened his hold on Stella so they were swaying together over at the edge.

“What are you trying to do, you mad woman?!”

Stella smirked, looking resolute. “Didn’t you want me to die? Since I’m going to die either way, let’s die together!”

“What are you doing? Stop!”

“Stop? Have you ever given me a chance to live? Rather than being taken away by you guys and tortured and humiliated to death, I’d rather take you down with me here!”


The rooftop was eerily quiet.

Weston stared at his empty hands, refusing to believe he had just watched Stella fall down…

He didn’t even manage to grab the hem of her clothes.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Guinevere’s panic shouts rang beside his ears, but Weston didn’t hear them. His eyes looked void of emotion as if he couldn’t see or hear. His chest felt empty.

Then, an overwhelming pain took over, hurting him so much that he found it difficult to breathe.

This feeling felt so foreign that even he didn’t understand it. Why… were his eyes red like a madman’s?

‘Stella…

‘Stella…’

For a moment there, Weston felt detached from this world. He could only hear a woman’s screams getting sharper and sharper, laced with a fear she couldn’t suppress…

“Weston! Weston Ford, what are you doing?!”

Guinevere’s eyes widened in shock as she hugged her stomach and shouted hysterically like a madwoman. “Quick! Hurry up and seize him! Hurry!”

…

The howling wind whistled beside her ears.

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Chapter 24