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

jaw tensed up and her

could speak,

hard enough time now just taking care of Roger.If you do

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

will think of something on my

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

out the cigarette and stood

trouble over something that hasn’t taken form

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

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

he left the

closed, and

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

have called their child a ‘thing’ with such a cold

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

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was only allowed to

her after he left, but he

was resting with his

worse compared to several days ago, and there were a

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

family, and Stella was once a renowned young lady

age ceremony, their parents were involved in a plane accident while they were rushing home… It only

Roger experienced how heartless the world could

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

finally knew how important the

frowned and

"Sis…"

looked uncomfortable.He rubbed the point between his eyebrows and sat

long have

he suddenly remembered something

is Weston? Where

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

"Sis!"

didn’t want to hear this so he interrupted, "That man’s keeping a celebrity as his mistress.He

He was utterly exasperated.

he do

eyes darkened.She abruptly grabbed his

for the doctor to schedule your surgery.You

like a little enraged beast with