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Chapter 818 “Very well.”
old Mr. Ford put all his pawns back into the bowl where they belonged. “If that‘s your decision, I really don‘t want to
interfere. But I’m worried. You‘re still young, after all, and there‘s every chance that you might regret your decision.
My suggestion is for you two to get engaged first.”
He went on, “If, after staying engaged for a period of time, you still decide to get married, I will have nothing else to
say.”
Weston furrowed his brows and remained silent.
Then, a moment later, he resolutely defended his request. “I don‘t think there‘s a need to get engaged. I‘ve already
decided to be with her.”
He was adamant about getting married to Stella once more.
This time, though, he would give her a happier marriage.
“Since you‘re bent on doing so and are so confident, you should have no problem accepting my suggestion, that is,
if you‘re confident about the state of your relationship with her,” old Mr. Ford said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStella could sense Weston‘s hesitation. He was, in fact,
worried about her.
He squeezed her fingers. “I‘m the one who can‘t wait to marry her.”
Stella looked back at him and said softly, “Let‘s listen to Grandpa and get engaged first.
“I‘m confident about our relationship. What about you?” she stated with determination.
Weston rested his forehead on hers. “As long as you‘re willing to.”
“All right, then that settles it.”
Old Mr. Ford smacked his palm against the table. “If you two really cannot wait, then get engaged quickly, I won‘t
stop you from doing so. If you two still want to be together after getting engaged, I suppose that would be a
decision arrived upon thinking things through. As long as both of you don‘t regret your decision and are very certain
that this is who you want to be with for the rest of your life, I won‘t tear you two apart.”
“What? Old Mr. Ford agreed to their marriage?”
Mrs. Cohen was in disbelief.
Mr. Cohen immediately shushed her as he turned to glance in the direction of the room. “Lower your volume, don‘t
alert Gwen! If she were to hear it, she might go
crazy again...”
Nothing had been going well for the Cohens over these few days.
Things went downhill right after they rode on Weston‘s coattails and earned an envious sum of money from the
western suburbs project. Although they were affected by the termination of Weston and Guinevere‘s engagement,
the profit they
gained was most important, which was why they were willing to let Weston go.
What they did not expect was for Guinevere to be so obsessed.
She had almost fully recovered in terms of her mental state, but all the improvement seemed to be vain, now that
her condition had relapsed.
If the public were to catch wind of what happened to Guinevere, it would surely dent her reputation. “I had thought
that Old Mr. Ford would spare a thought for the relationship between our families and stop that woman from being
part of the Ford family...” Of course, they knew that with the engagement called off, Weston wasn‘t obliged to keep
himself single for Guinevere.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey were also making alternative plans for Guinevere.
However, whatever it was, it was the Fords who called off the engagement. It was only reasonable that they
ensured that Guinevere was properly settled before moving on.
To their surprise, they were so eager for a new engagement!
...to Ella Steele, to boot.
Guinevere certainly wouldn‘t be able to take such a blow.
Mr. and Mrs. Cohen were racking their brains on how they could hide the Fords‘ impending engagement when
Guinevere suddenly walked out of her room.
Her hair was in an unruly mess and her eyes were soulless. “Dad, Mom, are they getting married?”
“Gwen, do you feel better now?”
Mrs. Cohen rushed forward and looked at her with a pained expression in her eyes. “Just forget about him. He‘s a
bastard who doesn‘t care about you. There are still plenty of fish in the sea…”
“There are many men out there indeed, but none of them are Weston, and none of them are as good as he is.”
Guinevere shook her head, her lips chapped and dry.
“He‘s the only man I want.”
Mrs. Cohen sighed.
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