Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 18

of her talk. They already had a child together before marriage, so it seemed amusing for them to be concerned about sharing a room before marriage. As for the second half of Grandma Cohen’s talk… Guinevere heaved a sigh. Looking at the strikingly tall figure standing on the balcony, the man could look proud and dignified even in a simple white shirt. With a face that was much more exquisite than popular male celebrities and such flawless features, this man could easily draw everyone’s attention even without his family background, wealth, skills, and capabilities. Guinevere took a deep breath as a sense of fear and impulse suddenly welled up in her heart. A moment later, she strode over and hugged his waist. “Weston… We haven’t done it since that night. I had too much to drink back then, so I don’t remember what had happened. If it wasn’t because I got pregnant, I would’ve assumed it was just a dream…” Right after she said that, she felt the man stiffen as if he was repulsed by her contact. Her heart sank. She closed her eyes and tossed aside her dignity to mumble, “Weston, I’m now six months in. The doctor says we can if we do it gently. I want…” “This isn’t important,” Weston interrupted her gently. He sounded kind and patient, but there was a hint of detachment in his tone. “Gwen, there’s no need for you to bear excessive risk.” His words sounded considerate, but they turned Guinevere’s heart cold. She retracted her hands as sensibility returned to her. Then, she smiled at him. “You’re right. We have a whole life ahead of us, so there’s no need to rush.” Despite saying that, her eyes were filled with a sense of reluctance. She had wanted to ask him if he was just as abstinent when he was with Stella. Had they… done it during the time they were married? They must have… Since he could do it with Stella, why couldn’t he do it with her? *** After moving out of Stardust Mansion, Stella rented a two-room apartment near the art school. The place wasn’t big, and despite calling it a two-room apartment, it was really just a one-room apartment separated by a partition. The rent was cheap too. Although it was rather simple, at least she had a place to stay now. She would rent a two-bedroom apartment after Roger gets discharged, but for now, she didn’t need to live lavishly. Her life had settled down, and Weston finally contacted her to officialize their divorce. At the Civil Affairs Bureau, Weston had yet to be there by the time Stella arrived. Their agreed time was 2 p.m. sharp, but Weston’s black Maybach only appeared at 2.15 p.m. It wasn’t only Weston who got out of the car. There was also Guinevere who looked as stunning as always. Her stomach was much more obvious now, and she even staggered as she got out of the car. Weston carefully supported her. His actions proved just how protective he was of her, and the patient expression on his face was something Stella had never seen before. “Sorry, did you wait long?” Guinevere slowly walked over to her and smiled. “We could have been on time, but we were delayed slightly because of me…” Stella glanced at them indifferently and nodded. “Let’s get to business.” Weston’s gaze fell on her face. When he didn’t see any expression, he averted his gaze and followed her into the Civil Affairs Bureau without saying anything. They only got a marriage certificate when they got