Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1014 Stella's pupils shrank slightly as she heard this. She turned to Weston beside her. Poisoned…? It sounded likea groundless rumor.

But if it was true that Zachary was poisoned, then anyone in the Ford Mansion could have done it.

Her mind instinctively went to that rabid fan of Guinevere's who tried to splash acid on her, to the other manwho made the rude entrance -suddenly crashing into her room through the window, allegedly losing his footing and falling from above.

The party had been so lively just moments ago, yet they were suddenly told that theparty was over.

Naturally, this raised many questions.

Weston’s stoic face still displayed little emotion, however.

Later, once everything at the mansion had been settled, he got ready to go to the hospital.

Stella had been quiet herself, saying nothing while staying by Weston’s side all the time.

In times like these, the last thing she wanted to do was cause him more trouble.

Besides, her own mind was still in chaos.

She hardly knew

what to think.

Even now, she still struggled to believe what had just happened.

Was Zachary really dead? Or could be just some cruel prank? She had a sensation that none of it was real.

numbed, she could feel nothing either, as if she was still unsure that

She glanced at Weston.

and intense, but he

he couldn't believe that

denial that

the hospital

were not many people on the floor where the VIP private wards were, the vacant and empty lobby juxtaposed starkly

announced as

he seemed much more

replied, "He's in there…” Chris immediately rushed over and shoved the door open

It was Guinevere’s voice.

baby..." she wailed as she sobbed and

“My baby…

leave me like

Stella stood at the door, her heart tightening by the

was suddenly reminded of the day she

then, she was helplessly weeping bitter tears, not unlike what Guinevere was going

there behind

enter the room,

to describe her

as if she was stuck between two walls that were closing in upon her, crushing her

like it was

sat beside the bed, looking

stooped low, he seemed to have aged ten years since Stella last saw