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 daze, she approached her and asked, “Ms. Steele, would you like

shook her head. “No, I’m fine.” Then, she glanced at the clock. “What time is it?” “It’s almost dinner. I’ll cook after I finish

Mr. Ford hired me to take care of you. How could I let

Stella was already pushing

being processed in the sink. It seemed

decided to use them to make some common dishes. When Weston returned to the villa, Joan greeted him. “Mr. Ford…” She whispered into his ear about Stella’s strange behavior today. The man frowned. “She cooked

him. He could not deny that he was flattered by her

he smelled the aroma of food.