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

she could speak,

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

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

think of something on my own.I won’t

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

put out the

the two of us trouble over something that hasn’t

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

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

that, he left

closed, and Stella closed her

in her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston

have called their child a ‘thing’ with such

her heart gradually died away and the expectation that shouldn’t

*** 

was only allowed to see Roger

her after he

was resting with his

ago, and there were a few

the door gently and went over to sit down 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

Stella was once a renowned young

involved in a plane accident while

few years, she and Roger experienced

her time playing the piano and

knew how important the money she

frowned and woke

"Sis…"

rubbed the point between his eyebrows and sat up with

have I

remembered something

is Weston? Where is

furious he was, so she quickly

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

do this to

grabbed his shoulder

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

little enraged beast with