Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 258

It was only after Weston left that Henry snickered and said with a hoarse voice, “What do you know? She can’t possibly die.” That woman was just like a cockroach. How could she die? After he said that, he was immersed in the shadows. The sunlight outside was pleasant, but it could not shine on his body. The sunlight shone through the window, slicing the ward into halves of light and darkness. He stayed in the darkness for a long time, and when he reached out, wanting to touch the sunlight outside, it was as if he was forever separated by a barrier. 

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Near the end of the afternoon, Stella texted Roger. “I need to go on a business trip this evening so I can’t go home. Please be good when you are at home alone.” 

She had had a meal and chatted with him for a long time this afternoon. He was already very satisfied so he did not say anything and simply reminded her to take care of herself. 

She let out a breath and thought for a while before telling the chauffeur to send her back to the villa. 

had not come back yet, and Joan was cleaning the house. Seeing Stella sitting on the sofa in a

after I finish my

of you. How could I let you cook?” Stella stood still and smiled

pushing

processed in the sink. It seemed Joan had prepared them for dinner tonight.

When Weston returned to the villa, Joan greeted him. “Mr. Ford…” She whispered into his ear about Stella’s

for him. He

entered the house, he smelled the aroma of food.