Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 45

She paused for a moment and smiled as if a thought flashed past her mind. “A child.” She looked straight into Weston’s eyes and said the two words emphatically.

Instinctively, Weston released her hand as those two words left her mouth.

Stella wanted to see something from his gaze, but it was a pity that she couldn’t see anything.

At that moment, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Was she expecting a man like him to feel sorrow and guilt over that child?

for the child he had with Guinevere, whereas she and her child were but just lowly ants in his eyes, deserving only to be stepped on by him and thrown aside like a rag doll. “Mr. Ford, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be off.” Stella pushed him aside, but at the next second, he grabbed her wrist again. It was then that she lost all patience with him. “What exactly do you want?” She turned her face around and

never seen such cold frustration in her eyes and felt an inexplicable lump

course, I don’t need Mr. Ford to remind me of something like that. I just hope that you can control your wife and stop her from getting in my way from the washroom and asking me if I’m Stella Sealey!” With her back against the light, she could see Weston’s face darkening upon her

her wrist tightly, before looking back into his eyes. Lifting her hand nonchalantly, she said, “Do you still insist on grabbing my

a figure behind Weston. A supple, beautiful figure was walking over in a hurry. The corners of Stella’s mouth curved upward, as scorn filled

Cohen, the bright star of

mere woman who resembles Stella Sealey

Stella’s gaze and saw the figure behind him.