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

hard enough time now just taking care of Roger.If you do have the child,

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

of something on my own.I won’t give

"You’re giving yourself trouble."

put out the cigarette

of us trouble over something that

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

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

that, he

and

the buzzing noise ringing in her ears couldn’t compare to what Weston had just said

child a ‘thing’ with such a

and the expectation that shouldn’t have existed was sucked out too, leaving nothing

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was only allowed to

to see her after he

Roger was resting

far worse compared to several days 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

and Stella was once a renowned young lady in their

ceremony, their parents were involved in a plane accident while they were rushing

Roger experienced how heartless the world

playing the piano and

Stella finally knew how important the money she never used to care

and

"Sis…"

the point between his eyebrows and sat

long have I been

he suddenly remembered something and grabbed Stella’s

Weston? Where is

saw how furious he was, so she quickly comforted him, "Calm down.You just woke

"Sis!"

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

He was utterly exasperated.

could he do

grabbed his

just have to rest and wait for the doctor to

a little enraged beast with his