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?"

something to do." She said playfully, "Something to do… What is this ‘something’ that

answer, but instead just

disappeared instantly, and

Outside the ward.

closed the door and turned around, he met a

Roger couldn’t believe it.

He was breathing heavily with the veins on his neck throbbing as he

How could you

he raised a fist

*** 

to

room made her chest tighten.This place would no

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

results was probably the most agonizing

either one or two lines, her

set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt in

shocked, Stella subconsciously hid the

just a phone call, she took a deep breath

"Mr.Ford…"

the

message was short and hurried but carried an indescribable sense of authority.He hung up