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?"

do…

but instead just

face disappeared

Outside the ward.

after Weston closed the door and turned around, he met a pair of eyes that were red

Roger couldn’t believe it.

He was breathing heavily with the veins

woman?! How could you

out, he raised a

*** 

returned to the

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

she went to the washroom with the pregnancy test kit.She read the instruction manual carefully, afraid of missing out on even a single

waiting for the results was probably the most agonizing

the stick showed either one or two lines, her phone

she had set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt

Stella subconsciously hid the

call, she took a deep breath and

"Mr.Ford…"

the

but carried an indescribable sense