Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 832 

Those questions were like blood-sucking leeches that dug into everyone’s brains, influencing their thoughts and opinions. 

Now, the truth was finally laid bare for everyone to see Guinevere had been lying all these years. 

Her fans online were up in a furore. None of them could believe that their adored idol was such a shady person behind the scenes! 

But however dramatic the reactions of people online was, it was incomparable to the reactions of those who were present and had seen everything go down with their own eyes. 

“I can’t believe she still had the audacity to show up here even after doing all those horrible things ! Not to mention how she tried to make herself look like the victim despite everything!” 

“I had a bad feeling about her the moment she appeared. Who in their right mind would show up at their ex-boyfriend’s engagement party and say all those things? She wasn’t just trying to make herself look like the victim-she was blatantly trying to win Weston back!” 

“How shameless! After all the things she’s done! I wouldn’t dare show my face here if I was her!” 

Murmurs and whispers of this sort spread through the crowd. 

take it anymore and was beginning to lose her mind. “Shut up,

of losing her sanity, Chris

now,” he told her with a gloomy face.

to budge. With reddened eyes, she pleaded, “You have to help

straight into his eyes and added, “You’re Weston’s father. I know you can help me! You must help

down her cheeks. She looked utterly pitiful.

not a homewrecker ! You know that, don’t you? You know how long I’ve been in love

around them was eyeing Guinevere with suspicion and contempt. “I believe you, Gwen, but now is not the time to do anything.

hesitated and looked as if she wanted to argue, but Chris gripped her arm and

stony look on her face. Zachary was still on her lap, happily bouncing up and down and completely oblivious to the

he cried out, pinching Wendy’s cheek with his chubby

kids his age had already learned how to say mommy and daddy, Zach was

my dear.” Wendy turned her gaze toward the boy, and without a change in her expression, she stroked his little face and told him, “I’m here, darling. Are you hungry?”: