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

jaw tensed up and her

speak,

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

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

my

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

the

trouble over something that hasn’t

dug into her palms.She didn’t speak, and

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

said that, he left the

closed, and Stella closed her

in her ears couldn’t compare to what

a ‘thing’

expectation that shouldn’t

*** 

allowed to see Roger the next

never came back to see her after he left, but

was resting

several days ago, and there were

down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened as she

and Stella

in a plane accident while they were rushing

few years, she and Roger

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

how important the money she never

frowned and woke

"Sis…"

uncomfortable.He rubbed the point between his eyebrows

long have I

remembered something

is Weston? Where is

furious he was, so she quickly comforted

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

do

eyes darkened.She abruptly grabbed his shoulder and pressed

just have to rest and wait for the

looked like a little enraged beast with