Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 66

The door slammed shut with a loud bang. Stella couldn’t surmise what Roger was feeling from his expressions. She followed him quietly into the living room and sat on the sofa.

Roger had been hanging his head low all the while. Then suddenly, he raised up his head and turned to his sister.

“Do you like Professor Hall, Sis?” he asked.

“What did you just say?!” Stella responded in shock. Roger said nothing. He sat next to his sister and leaned on her shoulder. He was about six feet tall, and when he leaned on his sister like that, he looked like a big bear leaning against a little rabbit for support. “What kind of man do you like, Sis?” he asked again. Stella realized then that Roger had been overthinking. “Don’t worry, Roger,” she assured him.”There’s absolutely nothing going on between your professor and me.” “It didn’t look like Professor Hall thought the same way, though… “Don’t you remember what he said?” Stella asked with a smile. “He merely thought that I looked pretty, that’s all. Your sister isn’t so irresistible that any man who sees me would fall for me, you know?” “Well, I don’t care what other people think,” Roger argued earnestly. “To me, you’re the prettiest woman in the world!”…

Stella knew that her brother was just flattering her. Nonetheless, those words still cheered her up a lot.

“Don’t worry about all these things, Roger,” she told him. “Just focus on your studies. He’s still your professor, you know, so you must be respectful. Understood?” “I know all that, but if he really does fancy you, i definitely won’t forgive him!” replied Roger, who felt a slight headache coming on. “Won’t forgive him?”countered Stella. “And what will you do, huh? So what if he does like me? It’s not like he’ll ever make a move.”

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didn’t you? You’re an adult now, and you can’t be brash and do whatever you want. I know

when he saw Weston accompany her to the hospital for a maternity check-up. It was his sister who bore the

Ever since their parents died, it was her who had been the

“I’m sorry, Sis,” he said in a trembling voice. “You’ve

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to work as usual. It was as if the appearance of Weston and Guinevere was nothing but a fading memory. Soon, her life gradually went

to find Stella. “I heard Guinevere came here to see you,” she inquired. “Did she give you any trouble?” “No,” Stella shook her

But you’re not Stella! How dare she take out her