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

she could speak, the

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

true.Stella didn’t know what to say for a moment

something on my own.I won’t give you

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

put out the cigarette and

of us trouble over something that hasn’t taken form

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

and said, "Rest well.I’ll make arrangements for everything

he left the

closed, and

ringing in her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston had

their child a ‘thing’ with such

and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was

*** 

allowed to see

to see her after he left, but

the ward, Roger was resting with his

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

bed.Her eyes reddened as she

to have a happy family, and Stella was once a renowned young lady

of her coming of age ceremony, their parents were involved in a plane accident while they were rushing home…

Roger experienced how

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

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

and

"Sis…"

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

long have I

something and grabbed

is Weston? Where

she quickly comforted him, "Calm down.You just

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

do

grabbed his

to rest and wait for the doctor to schedule your

a little enraged beast