Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 35

“Can you believe this guy?” grumbled Yvonne. She shot a glare at Lucas. “He’s always like that. He never talks. All he cares about is reading medical journals all day… Please don’t mind the nerd, Ella!” Stella chuckled.

“You two make such a great pair!” she exclaimed.

“You think so?” Yvonne replied. She seemed a little surprised, though it was obvious that Stella’s words pleased her very much. “I guess you’ve got a keen eye after all!” She poked her husband with an elbow as she spoke, adding, “Ella thinks we make a great couple. What do you think?”

“Whatever makes you happy,” Lucas replied without even looking up from his tablet. Yvonne was all too happy to let Lucas’s lukewarm reply ruin her mood. Hence, she just turned her attention to Stella and continued chatting with her for the rest of the journey. In almost no time, they reached their destination, where Stella found herself at a lofty mansion. She wondered why rich people loved living in mansions so much. In fact, this mansion was even slightly bigger than Stardust Mansion.

Once she stepped out of the car, Stella was about to get her bags from the trunk when Yvonne held her arm and stopped her. “Just let the driver deal with them, Ella!” she told Stella. Yvonne had always been cheerful and affable with everyone at work, but Stella was still pleasantly surprised that she would treat her so cordially in private. As Yvonne gleefully led Stella into the house with a spring in her step, Lucas followed them from behind slowly and calmly.

he warned. “Your injury’s just healed not too long ago. If you sprain your ankle again, you’ll have

glared at Lucas. She said nothing but still slowed down as her husband suggested. “That guy acts like he’s my father,” she complained to Stella in a

he hadn’t accumulated much experience and reputation, but his intelligence, excellent education, incredible talent, and maturity more than made up for that. Unsurprisingly, he stood out from his peers, consequently swamping him with work. Even when he was home, he would spend most of his time

got inside, Yvonne gave Stella a complete tour of the

here for a few days,” she told Stella. “I’ve asked

you.”

the back garden, where they hung out and

choose some nice clothes, it had all been Yvonne who had done the choosing, no Thanks

slip dress. At a glance, it looked plain and minimalist, but because of the high-quality materials employed and exceptionally well tailoring, it complemented Stella’s body shape

was stunned by Stella’s transformation. She stared at Stella in awe after she had changed into