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… What is this ‘something’ that

but instead just opened the door and

woman’s face disappeared instantly,

Outside the ward.

and turned around, he met a pair of eyes

Roger couldn’t believe it.

just see? He was breathing heavily with the veins

that woman?! How could you do this

out, he raised a fist and

*** 

returned to

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

pregnancy test kit.She read the instruction manual carefully, afraid of missing

results was probably the most

or two lines,

set exclusively for Weston sounded rather abrupt in this enclosed

shocked, Stella subconsciously hid the pregnancy

took a deep breath and

"Mr.Ford…"

the

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