Chapter 39

It was just a tiny gesture. Nobody had noticed it, except Guinevere. She clenched her fists. Her eyes darkened. She glanced at Stella, then turned to Weston. Weston didn’t seem to notice the change in her moods. He remained as calm and unbothered as ever, as if nothing out of ordinary had happened all evening. He didn’t think of anything either when he handed her the napkin, although he did sweep a glance over her outfit today… The dress suited her very well indeed. She never dressed up like this in the past. Weston retracted his gaze. A sense of restlessness crept up over him when he saw Stella’s trembling eyelashes. Meanwhile, Yvonne was oblivious to what was going on and was just amused by Stella’s reaction. “What’s wrong with my suggestion?” she teased. “You’re so pretty and so young, you can’t be planning to spend the rest of your life single! You’ll need to find someone eventually and the sooner you find him, the longer you’ll be able to enjoy the romance!” Stella giggled