True Love Waits

Chapter 1457

Chapter 1457 Extra Story About Gifford (Part Four)

Sheffield shook his head helplessly. It was not easy being the ladies' man. Whenever Matthew and Gifford were having marital problems, they would ask for his help.

He sighed inwardly and thought to himself, 'If anyone asks me for advice next time, I should charge them for my time. Maybe ten thousand a minute? Especially Matthew. Maybe a hundred thousand a minute. He'd think twice before-well, maybe not. He's rich beyond his wildest dreams. He might just pay it. Well, that's it, then.'

Chantel was pregnant now, and had to think of her child, so she asked her agent to scale back work.

She even moved out of the Li family's house to live on her own.

And it was Blair's idea.

Blair had made a deal with Chantel. She'd often take Hugo to Chantel's house. She'd also take care of her and help cook, clean, and so forth. A stress-free pregnancy was the best kind.

It was all to galvanize Gifford into doing something.

So when Gifford walked in one day, there was no one at home.

When he went back to his room to change his clothes, he made another startling discovery: everything Chantel owned was gone.

He got flustered and decided to call Chantel. Hopefully she could fill him in on what was going on.

When Chantel's phone rang, Blair was peeling walnuts for her. Hearing it, Blair asked casually, "Is that your work again?" She felt her daughter-in-law devoted too much of her time to work. The girl was tired all the time.

"No, it's Gifford." Chantel picked up the phone and was about to answer it.

"Gifford?" Blair grabbed her phone and shook her head. "Don't answer it."

"Okay." Although Chantel didn't know why Blair made that request, she still agreed.

Blair had told her in advance that she needed to shake things up with Gifford or else their relationship would always remain the same.

phone, even though Gifford called her three times. After getting no answer, he dialed

"Hi, Gifford, you free now?" she said, in a tone that indicated nothing odd was

replied. He came back especially for Chantel. "Did

off again with a handsome young man in tow. She said it was work-related. That young man was really hot, you know that? And that shirt he wore couldn't hide those incredible abs. Ah, if only

18 years old, she would still be in love with Wesley. 'What? What did she say?' Gifford was confused. "Mom, are you sure she went out with some

"Yes! I'm sure."

date with another man, and all she's doing is talking about how hot he is!" "Where did they go?" he asked through gritted teeth. "I

you I'm not into her? Besides, I'm not dating anyone else. Quit talking about it," Gifford retorted. If his wife knew it, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly. After all, it was Blair who said so. Blair exchanged a glance with

they might get a

she hung up the phone, leaving

Is she trying to trade me in for a younger

she have to talk about

even try to poke holes in Blair's story. Blair was his mother, right? She wouldn't lie to him, would she? But what he didn't know was that his mother was playing a cruel game with him, trying to

but it kicked it straight over to voice mail. She must have turned

longer. He rushed out of the living room and put the pedal to the metal, speeding

parking lot. The parking lot belonged to the

Chantel waited near the hotel Blair mentioned. She was there more than an hour,

away from where he lived. He should have been there by now. It had been more than an

come back home." If Gifford didn't show up, it meant he really didn't love her. But Blair was sure he did. She knew she was right. Gifford loved Chantel. The way he acted toward her told her everything she needed

the bridge of her nose. She started to get a little hungry,

a cafe. She did

to the off-road vehicle,

should I do? What should I do? Oh, yeah, I need

A familiar voice

but it wasn't

a man with sunglasses jogging towards her from

that she'd co-starred with in a movie she made some

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