Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 11 

It was a bright sunny day and the curtains fluttered with the wind.

The man who stood by the bed blocked most of the sunlight.His elongated shadow made him seem so much taller.

Stella was covered by his shadow.She slowly clenched her blanket as she regained her senses.

"Pregnant…"

She looked down as she mumbled.Her belly under the white blanket showed no signs of protruding.But there was a human life inside.A glint slowly appeared in Stella’s dark eyes.It had merely been her assumption, and she didn’t have time to check the pregnancy test’s result after hurrying here.

But to think she was actually pregnant… She couldn’t conceal the joy on her face.

Weston lit a cigarette and took a drag at it.

"Are you happy about this?"

Stella looked up at him upon hearing this.

The man’s face was shrouded by the white smoke and his exquisite features were shaded by the light, making him look all the more stoic, dignified, and unattainable.

The soft expression on her face gradually stiffened.

"Mr.Ford…"

Stella clenched at the bedsheet, getting nervous.She had forgotten that Weston was divorcing her and that Guinevere was pregnant with his child.She was only a tool used to relieve his loneliness when the two of them had a lovers’ spat.

How could he possibly tolerate her having this child? The man noticed the changes in her expression.

With a cigarette in one hand and the other arm resting lazily on the back of a chair, he flicked the cigarette ashes into an ashtray.

"I’m sorry."

Just two words and nothing else.

These words hinted that she should give up on the child.

Stella shook her head, looking pale.

"You don’t have to be sorry… We won’t be related at all after we divorce."

Then, she looked up.

"This child will have nothing to do with you either.I guarantee you that I won’t appear before either of you after we divorce, okay?" Weston frowned.

to keep the

tensed up and

speak, the

having this child, you’re having a hard enough time now just taking

was true.Stella didn’t know what to say for a moment there, but she clenched

of something on my own.I won’t give you

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

out the

to give the two of us trouble over something that hasn’t

her palms.She didn’t speak,

his suit jacket and said, "Rest

said that, he

door closed, and

the buzzing noise ringing in her ears couldn’t

a ‘thing’ with such

and the expectation that

*** 

was only allowed to see Roger the next

see her after he left, but he assigned someone to watch over

was resting with

was far worse compared to several days ago,

eyes reddened as she watched

happy family, and Stella was once

their parents were involved in a plane accident while they

past few years, she and Roger experienced how

had to worry about survival, and spent most of her time playing the piano and doing ballet, found it difficult to even

on when Roger fell ill, Stella finally knew how important the money she

and

"Sis…"

point between his eyebrows and

long have

suddenly remembered something and grabbed

Weston?

saw how furious he was, so she quickly comforted him, "Calm

"Sis!"

hear this so he interrupted, "That man’s keeping a celebrity as his mistress.He

He was utterly exasperated.

could he do

his

to do with you.You just have to rest and wait for the

enraged beast