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

up and her gaze

speak, the

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

he said was true.Stella didn’t know what to say

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

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

the cigarette and

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

lips turned pale as her nails dug into her palms.She didn’t speak, and Weston didn’t have the patience

said, "Rest well.I’ll

that, he left the

and

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

child a ‘thing’ with

the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too, leaving nothing

*** 

to see Roger

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

was resting with his

worse compared to several days ago, and there were a few obvious bruises on

sit down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened

have a happy family, and Stella was once a renowned young lady in their

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

Roger experienced how heartless

of her time playing the piano

finally knew how important the money

and woke

"Sis…"

rubbed the point between his eyebrows and

long have I

remembered something

Weston? Where

he was, so she quickly comforted him, "Calm down.You just woke

"Sis!"

want to hear this so he interrupted, "That man’s keeping a celebrity as his

He was utterly exasperated.

do this to

grabbed his

rest and wait for the doctor

little enraged beast with his red