Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 991 Stella had only ever seen such a long table on TV. She never thought that there were people who would use it in real life.

But the Fords were a large family that numbered in multitudes. Once all were at the table, Weston introduced some of his relatives to her.

Stella, in turn, greeted them all politely.

Clearly, they were all curious about her, though they maintained a friendly and courteous demeanor in front of

her.

Wendy made sure to express her satisfaction with her new daughter–in–law. The words she said were obviously a hint that the others should treat Stella well and build a good relationship with her.

These people were all shrewd by nature and knew exactly how to read expressions.

If there was one person there who clearly wore a forced smile, it was probably Guinevere.

With Warren Ford there, she could just barely concoct a reason to join the family dinner. Besides, she was also Zachary Ford‘s biological mother, and since she was taking care of him today, it seemed reasonable that she

would stay for the dinner that was meant only for the Ford family members. Stella could imagine now that if she were to continue living with Weston, Guinevere would take every chance and opportunity she got to appear in front of her.

To think that a grand wedding was not enough to make her give up, not even after the truth about what she did in the past was exposed at the engagement party! Despite all the odds, Guinevere still persevered.

relationship between Stella and Guinevere and the fact that they were enemies, Stella would have conceded and even admired Guinevere‘s

speech. The people around him started making a toast to his health , and soon, others joined in to wish him a happy

she stayed by Weston‘s side and

person who attracted the most

with adoration. “Great–grandpa!” the boy shouted as he climbed down from Guinevere‘s lap and darted

grandpa...”

so widely that his eyes narrowed to slits. He picked the boy up in

he asked Zack,

“why don‘t you put him down?

in and echoed

argued Warren. “How can a little boy be in my

very much by the way he would let him sit on

made no more

with meaningful eyes and tried

card that would forever make her at least a half–member of the

upset?” Weston asked, glancing

shook her head and said

under the table and assured her,“ If you‘re feeling unwell, I can