Chapter 374

Guinevere’s eyes turned gloomy when she saw the familiar car through the rearview mirror. Her hands were still on the steering wheel, and her fingertips were white. She did not know how long it took. She saw the man in a black trench coat get out of the car and stride to her car. No matter how many years had passed, her heart could not help but flutter every time she saw Weston walking toward her like this. How could she let go of such a man? She could never let go. There was a knock on the car window. Weston had walked up to her. “Guinevere, get out of the car.” It was still running heavily, but his voice was clear. Guinevere opened the car door. Her eyes were red. Before she could react, he grabbed her and dragged her out of the driver’s seat. “Are you crazy?” She covered her ears and shouted, “Why are you here to control me?” “Weren’t you doing this to force me to come to you?” He pressed her against the car door to sober her up a bit. Guinevere was still wearing the