Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 848 

Stella and Yvonne were pulled out of their seats by their collars by their respective men. 

Both of them didn‘t look very happy. 

Their faces were dark, and the look in their eyes was complicated; they didn‘t even bother greeting each other before grabbing their women and stuffing them in their respective cars. 

Stella and Yvonne didn‘t dare to make a sound and obediently sat in the cars. 

Dr. Quirk settled Yvonne down and looked at Weston. “Mr. Ford, it‘s been a while.” 

One drove a silver Bugatti, while the other a black Mercedes Benz-both flashy and outstanding vehicles in their own right. 

The sight of both men standing outside their luxury cars attracted the attention of many women. 

Both, however, seemed to be used to being the center of attention and didn‘t seem to care for the adulation they were receiving. 

Weston nodded. “Dr. Quirk.” 

Lucas was Henry‘s lead doctor. Considered acquaintances, they would often gather with friends at Fern City as well. 

Due to Stella‘s past identity, Lucas always harbored a bias against her, not particularly fond of having Yvonne get too close to a kept woman. 

But now that the truth had come to light, he realized Stella‘s pitiful plight. 

dispelled his previous

into the car at Yvonne, who was wearing a piteous look on her face, before turning back to face Weston. “I‘ll bring her back home first. Let‘s meet another

Stella. “Coincidentally, I have

as they silently wished each other

out of the car, but Lucas

“Sit properly.” 

his driver along this

spacious rear passenger sears made it the suitable place for him to deal with

promise me previously?”

demanded the moment

confessed guiltily, “I promised you that I wouldn‘t come to such a place,

immediately explained. “I

in between his brows as he felt his head throb.“ You could‘ve gone to a café

“I like crowds...” 

think you like

you lack confidence?”

grabbed his arm and cooed coquettishly, “Dr. Quirk, don‘t think so much. I only like to join in the fun at such places. I wouldn’t do anything

as he poked her forehead. “Do you really think I stop you from

could it be, then?”

Yvonne was confused. 

any other

tickled Yvonne. “Why does it feel like you‘re praising yourself? So

you