Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 27

Even the other family members looked over with confusion. Guinevere and Weston’s marriage was acquiesced by both families. At first, no one had urged Weston about it because they thought that Weston had other plans as he usually did. But now, rather than having other plans, it seemed like he was having other thoughts instead. Finally, it was Chris who broke the silence. “I’ve been hearing rumors lately. Do you have other considerations in mind?”

When he said this, nosy people who enjoyed conflict got involved. “I’ve heard some nasty rumors claiming that Weston… has a woman on the side!” “Xavier! Who allowed you to speak?!” Chris growled at him, visibly enraged. By another woman, Xavier meant Stella. Outsiders may not be aware, but Chris couldn’t be deceived, and neither could his dear brother, Xavier, be kept in the dark as well.

 Xavier was Chris’s younger brother, but he was only a few years older than Weston.

As Xavier was a child Old Mr. Ford had during his golden years, he became the apple of Old Mr. Ford’s eye. Even if Chris was the biggest shareholder, Xavier still had a great deal of authority.

the only person who could still smile cheekily when Chris was furious. “Big brother, I was only telling you about the rumor I heard. I never said it was true. Weston has always been virtuous, so I believe that the rumors are nonsense. What do you think, big

he showed no signs of letting up. He ignored his insensible brother and turned back to Weston. “You heard him. Those rumors will never stop, not until

subconsciously looked at Weston. She felt anxious as she held her breath to

firm answer, he could avoid all troubles. Weston kept quiet for the longest time without opening his mouth. All eyes were focused on him and he suddenly felt annoyed. He massaged the point between his eyebrows and said, “I can

Slam!

slammed his cutlery onto the table. “Weston, what do you mean by that attitude

“Chris, what are you doing?” She reached over to rub his back. When Chris had calmed down slightly, she sat back down and looked at Weston helplessly. “You rarely come home, so please stop