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.

to keep

jaw tensed up and her gaze

could speak,

you’re having a hard enough time now just taking care of Roger.If you do have

didn’t know what to say for a moment

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

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

the

us trouble over something

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

said, "Rest well.I’ll

he

door closed, and

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

have called their child a

died away and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked

*** 

was only allowed to see

he left, but he assigned someone

Roger was

complexion was far worse compared to several days ago, and there were a few obvious bruises

eyes reddened as she watched the youth’s sleeping face.She said

and Stella was once a renowned young lady in their

plane accident

she and Roger experienced how

playing the piano and doing ballet, found

on when Roger fell ill, Stella finally knew how important the money she never

frowned and woke

"Sis…"

between his

long have

remembered something and grabbed Stella’s

is Weston?

she quickly comforted him,

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

he do this

eyes darkened.She abruptly grabbed his

have to rest and wait for the doctor to schedule your surgery.You don’t have to worry

like a little enraged beast