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. 

others’ stuff as

time. Henry was temperamental

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 together, and practically no one dared to mess with them. Henry had an eccentric temper. He would not help simply anyone.

him without realizing it. He was shocked for a moment but changed back to his usual sloppy self just as quickly. He patted his shoulder, asking, “Why are you walking

and fixated on Henry.

face he was wearing. After 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