Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1168

Weston‘s attention was drawn to the boy as soon as he spoke.

Because Stella‘s reappearance had been too astounding, he had focused solely on her and Emma. It was only now that he noticed the little boy beside Stella.

The boy seemed to be of the same age as Emma. He also looked almost identical to her, although he was evidently much bolder than the girl.

When the boy noticed Weston‘s gaze, he looked straight at him and fearlessly demanded, “Please give my sister back to me!”

He spoke much more clearly than Emma, though he still uttered each word slowly. He was obviously brought up in a bilingual environment because he spoke both English and French fluently, switching between the two with ease.

Weston studied the boy. He already had an idea in mind, but his eyes were perfectly calm, not revealing much emotion at all.

“What‘s your name?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

be a child, but my name

there was a glimmer of a smile in his eyes when he asked, “Do you know what privacy means?” “Of

of safety and self defense into their minds. For example, she told them that all children had their own privacy and they were forbidden to allow any adult to take off their clothes or touch their private parts. She had originally intended it as a way to teach them to protect

daring boy. He was also a lot cleverer and more obedient than most children, so

hand, was timid compared to her brother. Although she was generally obedient too, she was easily influenced and provoked, especially when she was left alone, when

did not want them to be too sheltered, like flowers in a house of glass –just as she used to be. She had been so sheltered and protected in her childhood that the first setbacks she encountered completely shattered her into a thousand pieces. Stella picked Emma up and told Weston, “If there‘s

and walked

was as good as invisible. “What a surprise!” she exclaimed. “It‘s been so long

best to keep her composure, even though her heart

friends here and, besides, we‘re all curious about...

was all politeness, giving off an air of kindness and generosity.

looking at Daisy‘s pretentious facade. She knew that Daisy was clearly jealous of her, yet she was acting all friendly for some reason. She, for one, didn‘t care

plan for a dead woman to show up suddenly. If someone like that were to join us, I‘m afraid it would