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

up and

speak, the man

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

didn’t know what to say for a moment there, but

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

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

the

no need to give the two of us trouble over something that hasn’t

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

grabbed his suit jacket and said, "Rest well.I’ll

he left the

door closed, and Stella closed her

her ears couldn’t compare to what

called their child a

that shouldn’t have existed was

*** 

only allowed to see Roger the next

to see her after he

ward, Roger was

days ago, and there

down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened as she watched the youth’s sleeping face.She said softly, "I’m sorry… I didn’t protect you

Stella was once a renowned young lady in

their parents were involved in a plane accident while they were rushing home… It only took one

years, she and Roger experienced

and spent most of her time playing

how important the money she

frowned and

"Sis…"

rubbed the point between his eyebrows and sat up with Stella’s

long have I

something and grabbed Stella’s

Weston?

she quickly comforted

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

could he do this

his shoulder and

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

enraged