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.

want to keep

tensed up and her

speak, the man

the Ford family by having this child, you’re having a hard enough time now just taking care of

to say for

of something on my own.I

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

put out the cigarette and

of us trouble over

into her palms.She didn’t speak, and Weston didn’t have the

simply grabbed his suit jacket and said, "Rest well.I’ll make arrangements for

that, he left the

door closed, and Stella closed her

ears couldn’t compare to what

have called their child a ‘thing’

expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too, leaving

*** 

to see Roger the next

never came back to see her after he left,

ward, Roger was resting with

far worse compared to several days ago, and there were a few

door gently and went over to sit down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened as she

a happy family, and Stella was once a renowned

involved in a plane accident while they were rushing home… It only took one night for

Roger experienced how

spent most of her time playing the piano and doing ballet, found it difficult

Stella finally knew how important the money she never used to care

and woke

"Sis…"

between his eyebrows and sat up

long have I been

he suddenly remembered something

Weston?

she quickly comforted him, "Calm down.You

"Sis!"

want to hear this so he interrupted, "That man’s

He was utterly exasperated.

do this to

abruptly grabbed his shoulder and pressed him

to rest and wait for the doctor to

enraged beast