Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 8 

She had heard that Weston randomly married a woman to anger her, but she had never thought anything about it thus far.

Weston grabbed her wrist and slowly pushed her away before making her sit beside him.

"An unimportant person."

Guinevere’s eyes twinkled, and her lips curled up slightly.

"I’m very satisfied with your answer, so I’m giving you a reward."

Having said that, she leaned over, wanting to kiss him.Her red lips were supposedly alluring, but Weston frowned instead.He subtly evaded and caressed her hair.

"You have something on your mouth."

Guinevere was stunned.Shock flashed in her eyes, and then she chuckled.

"It’s just lipstick… Fine, I know that you’re a germaphobe, so I’ll give you your reward after I remove my makeup."

Weston grunted in reply before moving away to get up.He picked up the suit jacket he had casually draped on the back of the sofa and said, "I have something to do.Rest well."

Guinevere leaned into the sofa and gave him a half-hearted smile.

"Where are you going?"

have something to do." She said playfully, "Something to do… What

just opened the door

face disappeared

Outside the ward.

Weston closed the door and turned around, he met

Roger couldn’t believe it.

did he just see? He was breathing heavily with the veins on his neck throbbing as

could you do this

raised a fist and threw it

*** 

to

living room made her chest tighten.This place would no longer be her home

the washroom with the pregnancy test kit.She read the instruction manual carefully, afraid of missing out on

was probably the most

or two

for Weston

shocked, Stella subconsciously hid the

took a deep breath and answered

"Mr.Ford…"

the

but carried an indescribable sense of