Chapter 378

Guinevere was still in turmoil. “What if I told you that I insist on having you here with me?” Weston swept a cool glance at her and said, “No one can force me to do anything.” He then turned around and walked out the door. “From now on,” he added, “you can stay here whenever you like. You don’t have to ask for my permission. The keys are near the entrance door. I will change the ownership of this apartment and put it under your name.” He then closed the door behind him and left. It was a thick door, but the sound of Guinevere’s piercing scream could still be heard outside. Guinevere collapsed on the living room floor. She kneeled there and screamed her lungs out while pulling on her hair. She had tried so hard for so long to be let into this apartment, yet now that she finally had her wish, it turned out to be an empty, meaningless victory. It was as if fate was mocking her. It was now about half past three in the morning, but Stella still couldn’t fall asleep. Every time she