Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 251

Henry looked lean, just like a delicate beauty. 

But at that moment, he exerted immense force, almost sufficient to crush the man’s wrist. 

Xavier was unprepared and felt a sharp pain come on his wrist. He looked at Henry with a frown and saw strong killing intent in his eyes. For a mere potted plant, his face was filled with vicious rage. Xavier shook off his hand, and he was perplexed. “It’s just a cactus. Is that necessary?” He spoke loudly, and his face was still smiling. It was just that the smile did not have the slightest warmth. Henry ignored him entirely, pushed his wheelchair, turned his back, and repositioned the cactus to a place with sunlight. He still had blood on his hand, yet he reached out to fiddle with the white flowers on the cactus. 

When the brilliant red blood dripped on the pure white petals, it shone under the sunlight with a demonic luster. 

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time. Henry was temperamental and moody. He hadn’t felt anything before, but today he

Those who don’t know will even think that Guinevere had just come to give it to you.” He slowly put away the teasing expression on his face. Although Henry was in a wheelchair, everyone knew that he was well-informed. There should be no one in Fern City who had more eyes and ears than him. A close friend of Weston’s, they were very powerful when they worked

a moment but changed back to his usual sloppy self just as quickly. He patted his shoulder,

fixated on Henry. “Come in. I have something to discuss with you.”

putting away the cactus, he turned around and followed Weston into the room. When he walked past Xavier, Xavier felt his gaze and his eyebrows twitched. He heard Henry snigger and comment, “Sometimes, even if you are the closest of flesh and blood, you still have to get along wearing a mask. Nothing really matters in the