Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 819 Unable to bear seeing Guinevere in such a state, Mr. Cohen said rather agitatedly, “So what if you can‘t let go of him? He‘s about to get married to someone else, and he doesn‘t want you anymore. Your current appearance will only bring embarrassment to our family!”

Mrs. Cohen stopped him anxiously. “Don‘t say that!”

Guinevere was already emotionally vulnerable , and her outburst at the Ford Mansion was frightening enough.

Mr. Cohen naturally understood where Mrs. Cohen was coming from and stopped himself from saying anything further.

However, instead of going berserk again, Guinevere leaned against the door and looked dreamily ahead of her. “Since he wants to get married, then let him be...”

Mrs. Cohen was stunned for a moment, unable to believe the words coming from Guinevere‘s mouth. “Don‘t be too upset, they are just getting engaged. Anything could happen in the future…”

Mr. Cohen glared at her. “Why are you still giving her hope?”

“I‘m not. I just can‘t bear to see her so upset...”

The two of them were about to start fighting when

Guinevere intercepted. “Don‘t worry about me. I will work with the doctors and get myself treated.”

She went on, “I won‘t resist it if you try to set me up with someone...but I suppose no man will want a deranged woman for a wife.”

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her from saying further. “You‘re my daughter! Who dares to despise you? As long as you are willing to give up on Weston, there are tons of outstanding young men waiting

be the case, but Guinevere didn‘t care for a single

beginning, she had only

cooperate with the doctor and

was because she realized that acting crazy was no longer effective on

to really turn

had to find another

was very quick

Ford agreed

ceremony

quickest time possible.

the presidential suite on the

entire night of torture before she finally fell deep

early in the morning, and she was

about to begin. You need to put on your make–up and get ready. You can make up for your sleep

low voice rumbled in her

her eyes still bleary with sleep.” You knew that we were supposed to wake