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 the

up and her

speak, the man

influence you would bring to the Ford family by having this child, you’re having a hard enough time now just taking

what to say for a moment

of something on my

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

put out the cigarette

two of us trouble over something that hasn’t taken form

palms.She didn’t

jacket and said, "Rest well.I’ll

that, he left

and Stella closed her

noise ringing in her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston had

a ‘thing’ with such

heart gradually died away and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too,

*** 

only allowed to

came back to see her after he left, but he assigned someone

the ward, Roger was resting

days ago, and there were a few obvious bruises

bed.Her eyes reddened as she watched the youth’s sleeping

a happy family, and Stella

her coming of age ceremony, their parents were involved in a plane accident while they were rushing home… It only took one night for them

she and Roger

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

Stella finally knew how important the money she never

frowned and

"Sis…"

between his eyebrows and sat up

have

suddenly remembered something and grabbed

Weston?

was, so she quickly comforted

"Sis!"

man’s keeping a

He was utterly exasperated.

do

grabbed his shoulder

to do with you.You just have to rest and wait for the doctor to schedule your surgery.You don’t have to worry about anything

looked like a little enraged beast with