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 her

speak, the man

by having this child, you’re having a hard enough time now just taking care

true.Stella didn’t know what to say for a moment there, but she clenched her

my own.I won’t give

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

out the cigarette and stood

need to give the two of us trouble

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

said,

said that, he left the

and Stella closed

her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston had just said to

called their child a ‘thing’ with such a cold

away and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too,

*** 

was only allowed to see

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

was resting with

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

sit down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened as she watched the youth’s sleeping face.She said

and Stella was once

day of her coming 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 from

years, she and Roger experienced how

had to worry about survival, and spent most of her time playing the

finally knew how important the money she never used to care about would

frowned and

"Sis…"

the point between his

have

he suddenly remembered something

is Weston? Where is

so she quickly

"Sis!"

so he interrupted, "That man’s keeping a celebrity as his mistress.He

He was utterly exasperated.

could he do

abruptly grabbed his shoulder

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

little enraged beast with his red