Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 719

Chris Ford had been concealing his feeling of guilt from the start, yet when Wendy unknowingly revealed the truth that he’d been so anxious to hide, he acted like a cat whose tail had just been trampled and exploded with anger. 

“I’m sick of you speaking nonsense like that all the time!” he snarled, “You know how ridiculous you’re being! Zack is our own grandson. Why would it be so weird that I’m concerned about him?” 

Wendy said nothing in reply. She removed the treatment mask and wiped her face with a clean cotton pad. Then, she picked up another bottle of skincare product, poured the content onto her palm, and began rubbing it on her skin. 

Chris walked up to her and grabbed her wrist, 

“You have to come with me and talk some sense into Father!” he barked. “We have to explain everything to him. Even if Weston and Guinevere’s engagement has been broken off, we still can’t let a woman like Ella Steele be with our son!” 

“You go and tell him yourself!” Wendy shoved his hand off her impatiently. “I don’t want to upset Father.” 

“WENDY!!!” 

“I’m truly disappointed in you!” “You should know you’re not getting any younger!” he added. For some reason, the sight of her smearing creams and lotions on her face filled him with a wave of contempt he’d never felt for her before. “Don’t you know how pointless all these creams are? You’re

you go on and find a young woman then? Why are you still wasting your time with an old woman like me?!” “Fine!” Chris was so enraged that his eyes had turned bloodshot. “Remember that you said so yourself! So don’t

when they did something wrong, they never stayed feeling guilty for long. Once a period of time had passed, even those as guilty as sin would get impatient

in a nearby storeroom when she heard Chris’s approaching footsteps. She only came out when she saw him storming out of the

to interfere with the relationship between Chris and Wendy, but even she could sense, just from overhearing their quarrel just now, that Chris and Guinevere had a peculiarly close relationship. But she thought nothing more of

“Waaa! Waaa!” 

sleep. Wendy was startled by Zach’s loud cries. She massaged her temples and let out a heavy sigh before putting on a shawl and rushing out of the room. “I’m coming. I’m

her arms and

to calm him

his milk bottle over,” she instructed the nanny