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

up and her

speak, the man

Ford family by having this child, you’re having a hard enough time now

say for a moment there, but she clenched

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

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

out the

give the two of us trouble over

as her nails dug into her palms.She didn’t speak,

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

that, he left

and Stella closed her

the buzzing noise ringing in her ears couldn’t compare

a ‘thing’ with such a cold

expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out

*** 

allowed to see Roger the

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

Roger was resting

compared to several days ago,

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

and Stella was once a renowned young

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

past few years, she and Roger experienced how heartless the world could

her time playing the piano and doing ballet, found it difficult to even pay

Stella finally knew how important the money she never used to

frowned and

"Sis…"

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

long have I been

he suddenly remembered something and

Weston?

was, so she quickly comforted him,

"Sis!"

interrupted, "That man’s keeping a celebrity as his

He was utterly exasperated.

do this

darkened.She abruptly grabbed his

and wait for the

a little enraged beast with