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

jaw tensed up and her gaze

could speak,

child, you’re having a hard enough time now just taking care of Roger.If you do have the child, how will you

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

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

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

the cigarette and stood

no need to give the two of us trouble over something that hasn’t taken

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

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

that, he

closed, and Stella closed her

ears couldn’t compare to what Weston

a ‘thing’ with such

expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked

*** 

only allowed to see Roger

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

ward, Roger was resting with his

to several days ago, and there were a few

went over to sit down beside the bed.Her eyes reddened as she watched the youth’s sleeping

Stella was once a

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

Roger experienced how

playing the piano and

on when Roger fell ill, Stella finally knew how important the

frowned and

"Sis…"

looked uncomfortable.He rubbed the point between his eyebrows

have I

something

is Weston? Where is

he was, so she quickly comforted him, "Calm

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

could he do this

his shoulder and pressed him

rest and wait for the doctor to schedule your surgery.You

like a little enraged