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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1081
He also wasn‘t going to become the man she wanted so obediently. In Lowe Garden, under the dim light, the man put two ice cubes into his glass of champagne.
Lively music played in his ears.
Weston glanced at the girl who was playing the piano. She was wearing a butterfly mask. He asked casually, “ What is she playing?”
He remembered that Stella played it before in Stardust Mansion.
He was not a big fan of music. Although he learned the basics when he was young, he quickly turned to learning the financial stock market instead.
It was only because Stella liked it that he roughly learned about it a little later.
His question prompted the manager to flash a flattering smile. “Mr. Ford, she is our new girl, and she‘s amazing on the piano. If you like her, I will get her to play for you in your private room. How does that sound?”
Weston was only asking about her casually, but when the manager advertised her so diligently, he swept a glance at her. “Why is she wearing a mask? Is she very ugly?”
The butterfly mask she wore nearly covered the entire face of the girl. The manager smiled as soon as he heard that. “Of course not! How could an ugly person come to our place? They are all beautiful in their unique ways. She is wearing a mask only because she is too beautiful!”
The manager continued to promote the girl. “But she wants to focus on playing the piano, so...”
He laughed sneakily. They were all men, after all, and it wasn‘t too hard to understand such a ruse. Belle, who was beside Weston, seemed dissatisfied. “Mr. Manager...”
After putting in so much effort to get to Weston‘s side, she thought it would surely be her stage tonight. Who knew that a newcomer would suddenly appear?
“What‘s the big deal about being able to play the piano?” she muttered, thinking that she could even dance...
Weston rubbed his brow, seemingly having lost his patience. “Let them all come here.”
The manager was overjoyed. “Fantastic! We will arrange it immediately!”
Although Weston didn‘t go to Lowe Garden frequently, he had an exclusive private room there.
He would never stay long in a place where others had fun.
The manager knew this man‘s temper well enough and attempted to butter him up while leading him into his private room.
“Don‘t worry, Mr. Ford. No one else uses this room, and it is bright and spacious! If you need anything, just tell me and we will get it done for you, by hook or by crook!”
The manager‘s boisterous behavior annoyed Weston, and his dissatisfaction showed on his face.
The manager was very good at reading people‘s minds, so he promptly shut his mouth and prepared to leave.
Before he left, he whispered to the girl in the white dress. “Usually, you can put up a show, but you must never offend this guest. He is a big man. If you offend him, we won‘t be able to run our business anymore, understand?”
The girl nodded. She looked somewhat cautious and restrained.
After giving her the reminder, the manager nodded to Weston respectfully and said, “I will go out right after I talk to her. Little Butterfly just turned eighteen, and she is not very knowledgeable in certain things, so I am worried that she might upset you. If she does anything wrong, Mr. Ford, please do not hesitate to teach her. She is still young, so you can teach her...”
The manager squinted his eyes, and his words overflowed with obscenity, especially when he mentioned the girl‘s age. The girl wearing a mask felt awful.
She hated being sold like a commodity.
Belle could not watch it anymore and said, “Don’t worry, Manager. I am here. I will teach her properly.”
“Then I shall be relieved.”
The door of the private room was closed.
Belle put on a friendly smile and reached out to grab the girl‘s arm. “Don‘t worry. Mr. Ford is the most gentlemanlike man I have ever met...”
She tried to be a kind sister, but the girl wearing the butterfly mask drew her arm with some disgust, said nothing, walked past her, and went to Weston. It was as though she was disgusted by Bella.
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Feeling humiliated, the woman sulked instantly.
Was this girl just disliking her for being dirty?
Wasn‘t she the same as her? She did not deserve the right to dislike her!
But she did not dare to say anything in front of Weston, so she only grunted in annoyance.
“It seems this little sister does not like me, Mr. Ford. I...”
Weston was irritated by her. “Shut up.”
Belle widened her eyes in shock. She felt exasperated.
The girl wearing the butterfly mask could not help but chuckle, delighted to see Belle not getting any advantage in front of Weston.
Weston raised his eyes and looked at her, sizing her up.
Belle immediately came forward and said, “Don‘t be angry with her, Mr. Ford. She is still a little girl who does not quite know the rules...”
Listening to her clumsy explanation, the little girl felt even more ridiculous.
Even she could see that Weston was irritated by her noisiness.
Yet she still tastelessly tried to please him.
The girl thought of herself as a bit high–minded.
She thought she was fundamentally different from a woman like Belle since she did not sell her body but only her skills.
This was why they could still see a hint of arrogance and nobility in her eyes, even with a mask on.
Weston lit a cigarette and said nonchalantly to Belle,” You can go now.”
Belle was taken aback. “Mr. Ford, have I done something that upset you…” “You are too noisy.”
He looked at her indifferently. “Wait in the room outside and go out when the time is up.”
Belle was already very familiar with this routine.
When Weston came for her previously, it was probably like this every time.
Sometimes, he would watch her sing and dance if he was in a good mood, but if he wasn‘t, he would simply make her wait in the room outside.
When the time was up, she would go out.
It might seem to the outsiders that they spend the night together, but she knew very clearly that Weston never
touched her. He was an extremely squeamish man. Not to mention touching her, there had never been any physical contact. He always seemed dignitary. His long bony fingers were on his knees while he slowly cleaned them one by one with a wet tissue as if a person‘s touch was profanity rather than flatter.
Belle got up and left, knowing the routine well.
However, the girl with the butterfly mask obviously could not understand the situation.
If Weston did not like Belle, he should just let her leave. Why did he make her stay outside and let her off only after the time passed?
Was he trying to make people think that Belle was well –
liked by him? Was he giving her some face?
But he certainly did not look like that sweet of a man with his attitude just now.
Weston closed his eyes to rest, then opened them slightly.
Seeing her still standing there dumbfounded , he asked coolly, “Play the piano. Do you need me to teach you?” The girl came to her senses right away. She nodded and rushed to the piano. “What song do you want to listen to?”
Her incredibly sweet voice melodiously filled the room as she spoke, and he could tell that she wasn‘t very old.
Weston doubted whether she had even turned eighteen.
Anyway, he was not interested in it.
He tapped his finger on the table lightly, reminded of the tune Stella would always play on the piano, “A Maiden‘s Prayer, Op. 4.” The girl froze for a moment. She put her hands on the keys and was a bit taken aback. “This is also my favorite piece...”
He frowned but said nothing.
The way the girl looked at him was a little different now.
She had been working here for some time. Before she reached her legal age, Lowe Garden was quick to use her juvenility as a selling point, and only arranged for her to perform musical performances.
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She couldn‘t deny that the management here really knew how to leverage the preferences of those men. Easily attainable things weren‘t deemed as precious. They had to be hung far above the treetops and over the bright moon before they could evoke any desire to be picked.
Those men would always gawk at her lustfully, dying for her to play a song for them.
However, no one could say a name when she asked them what song they wanted to listen to.
The girl knew clearly that these men did not know or even liked music.
Their concept of music was merely something of an appetizer or a catalyst for something else.
This man was an exception.
He seemed to have no regard for those things. This made her feel that he was different from those men who just wanted to play with her.
Besides, he was excessively handsome.
This was very attractive to a girl who had just stepped into society.
Although she worked here for the money, she hated it and found it vulgar.
If she were not forced to do so, she would‘ve never sacrificed her dignity just for a petty dime.
She always thought of herself as someone different, far superior to those women around her.
She always felt that she was nobler than them.
This was why she held a demeaning attitude toward Belle.
As she began to play the piece, her mind was a mess, and she made several mistakes.
Weston frowned. “Is that the best you can play?” The girl felt embarrassed by his interruption. “I am sorry. I will start over...”
He even knew that she played some wrong notes?
The girl‘s face blushed very unusually. However, she quickly calmed herself down to play the song in its entirety.
After that, she regulated her breathing and finally did not make any more mistakes.
When she finished, she looked at Weston, anticipating his comment.
To her surprise, he did not react much to it and rubbed his temple. “Wait outside with her.”
The girl was shocked. “Mr. Ford, I...”
“You can‘t understand?”
“No, I just...”
She pressed the corners of her lips and said, “I can also play other songs for you if you want to listen to any.”
“No need. Wait outside with Belle.” His words were aloof and direct.
The girl clenched her fists as she felt his dismissive attitude. Dissatisfied, she defended herself. “I am not like her. I am not that kind of woman.”
Weston opened his eyes and looked at her with a slightly twisted face.
He wasn‘t even slightly interested in the kind of woman she was. “What are you trying to say?”
The girl said, “The manager asked me to come over and play the piano for you, and that was what I did. He doesn‘t allow me to do the stuff Belle does, so I mustn‘t stay with her.”
Her statement sounded ridiculously childish.
Weston sneered. “You think you are very different from her?”
“Not very, but I‘m just not like her,” insisted the young girl with a strained neck.
He stared at her for a moment.
There was a certain stubbornness in her eyes that was similar to Stella‘s.
“What‘s your name?”
Her eyes fluttered, and she looked down to hide her inexplicable shyness. “I am Nicole Douglas. My friends call me Nicole.”
“Nicole Douglas.”
He said her name once, thinking that the name sounded nowhere nearly as good as Stella‘s. “I see. Go to the manager tomorrow morning, and he will give you what you want.”
Nicole blushed and gently clenched her fist. “Mr. Ford, perhaps you might‘ve misunderstood something? I‘m not trying to get your money.”
“Whether you want it or not has nothing to do with me. To me, this is a done deal.”
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The word “deal” deeply stung the tender heart of the young girl.
These days, even those men who had the word “deal” clearly written on their faces would coax her. No one would say that word directly in front of her face.
Weston‘s words just now were like a slap in her face, leaving her ashamed and, at the same time, a little annoyed,
“Mr. Ford, I think you misunderstood. I just play the piano, you may be used to treating me with the same attitude as you treat that woman outside , but I want to tell you that even if I work here, it doesn‘t mean that you can trample on my dignity!”
Weston flicked the ash off his cigarette. “So?”
The embers between his fingers glowed brightly in the dim surrounding , exuding a cold sense of misanthropic decadence.
Nicole raised her head, stretched her neck, and said, “I make my money with my own hands, so I don‘t take your insults!”
She said proudly, “If you are interested in me, you should pursue me openly like the other men in Lowe Garden, and you should get in line.”
Weston laughed out loud as if he had heard something funny. “Pursue you? Do you think that those guys are pursuing you?”
Nicole frowned.
The contempt in his words made her feel sick. “I am not a fool. Of course, I know what their pursuit means, but at least they respect me.”
As if desperate to prove something, she continued arguing her case with Weston. “Mr. Ford, I‘m not going to be like that woman out there who would immediately offer herself up the moment you beckon her.”
Weston did not place his eyes on her again and asked the manager to come and take her away.
The manager was stunned upon arrival and questioned her quietly beside her ear. “What are you doing? Didn‘t I ask you to serve him well? Were you stubborn and offended him?”
Nicole felt aggrieved and insisted resolutely, “I did not. It‘s Mr. Ford who does not like me.”
She swept a glance at the calm man. Seeing that he wasn‘t taking her seriously, she grunted angrily,“ Manager, if there‘s nothing else, I‘ll leave first.” “Hey! You...”
Seeing her strutting off, the manager was so angry that his head throbbed. He could only appease Weston first for fear of upsetting him.
“Mr. Ford, I‘ll teach her a lesson right now...”
Finding them to be a nuisance, Weston made them all wait outside.
His phone was sitting quietly when suddenly, he picked it up and disabled the do–not–disturb mode.
Joan did call a few times, but there were no other messages.
Stella had been so clingy these days that she behaved like someone with Stockholm syndrome, though she had never actually contacted him on her own.
She never seemed to care when he was not in Stardust Mansion.
Only when he returned to the mansion would she put on an act.
It felt so real.
The man‘s eyes flashed with a hint of self–deprecation.
He actually believed it. It was such an obvious act, yet he couldn‘t see through it.
If it were not for the test report, knowing that Stella was
trying to kill herself, he probably would not be suspicious of her right now.
Weston ordered some drinks and gulped down a few glasses.
Under the dim light, his dark eyes seemed even stiller and colder.
His finger rubbed over the familiar number, but he still did not dial it.
He stood up, grabbed his jacket, and turned to go out.
Belle was drowsy from all the waiting. When she saw him coming out, she stood up hurriedly. “Are you leaving, Mr. Ford?”
“Yes.”
The man walked past her and headed straight out.
Belle was reluctant to let him go, and she was about to go after him when a sudden thud from one of the rooms in the corridor caught her attention...
“Do you really think you are something?”
A slender figure was thrown out of the door, only to be dragged back by the ankle.
The woman raised her head, her face covered in tears. “I said that I don‘t sell my body!”
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“Nicole?”
Belle looked at her in surprise. “Why do you...”
Nicole had just upset Weston, so the manager felt that if he didn‘t give her a lesson, it would cause him a big mess in the future.
It just so happened that a big client had been very interested in her. He had a preference for young girls, so the manager made Nicole come over.
However, little did he expect Nicole to get angry and refuse to serve the client properly, not to mention making the client lose his patience and slap her twice.
She broke down immediately, crying and wailing that she wanted to go back. “I‘ve said it already that I don‘t sell my body!!! You cannot force me...”
When she saw Weston, her eyes shone with hope as if witnessing her savior. “Mr. Ford...”
The moment she shouted for him, she saw that man walking past in front of her without even giving her a second take.
All she saw was his handmade leather shoes gradually moving away from her, clicking away on the translucent marble floor.
It was as if he had gone to a different world, leaving her in the dusty spot.
Belle also looked at her gloatingly for a few moments, not intending to go after Weston. “Weren‘t you very arrogant before this? Now you know how to beg for mercy.”
In the parking place outside the gate of Lowe Garden, Weston sat in the car, embers glowing red between his fingers.
He had quit smoking for some time but started again recently, though the cigarettes could not suppress the restlessness in his heart.
In the end, he made a call to Stella.
It was already midnight, and there was no answer.
He did not care that Stella might be asleep and kept calling, determined to wake her up.
It took a long time for the call to get through.
Stella‘s voice came on the line, as he had hoped. She sounded sleepy, obviously having been woken up earlier. “Hello? Are you back?” she croaked in her husky voice that was thick with sleepy laziness.
Weston took a long drag and exhaled a huge cloud of smoke. “Stella, do you want me to go back?”
The woman who wanted to kill him was now pretending to be deeply in love with him.
He wanted to know how far she had perfected her acting skills.
Stella sobered up a bit.
She took her phone with her and leaned against the bay window, staring outside at the night sky. “I was waiting for you? Where did you go?”
“You didn‘t wait for me. You fell asleep.” Weston did not hesitate to expose her. Stella didn‘t know why he suddenly became so difficult to coax.
After a pause, she asked gently, “So are you coming back?”
Weston did not say anything. The final drag he took from the finishing cigarette almost burned his fingertips.
Just as he stepped on the gas to pull out, a petite figure ran out through the gate of Lowe Garden
“Let me go! Let go of me!”
Nicole‘s face was covered in tears, and she ran out in her thin white dress, followed by the security guards who were chasing after her.
Weston watched steadily as his eyes darkened. “Stella, have you always wanted to leave me?”
Stella‘s breathing became heavier, but she said nothing.
She noticed that Weston must be in a bad mood, so she did not speak for a while.
The man suddenly laughed. “I won‘t be coming home for a few days because I have some work to do. I‘ll have Tina contact you before the trial.”
After saying that, he directly hung up the phone.
He then turned off the phone, threw it into the shelf, turned off the engine , and pushed open the car door to get out.
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Stella did not feel like sleeping again after hanging up the call. She was leaning against the balcony window. Underneath her feet was the soft carpet that Weston had laid throughout the villa to prevent her bare feet from getting cold by stepping on the floor.
Although Weston told her countless times that she was not allowed to get out of bed barefoot, he still had the entire villa carpeted just in case.
He had always been meticulous.
Stella could not help but think that he was like an obsessive–compulsive, infiltrating her life in every detail. His mind could retain every single detail.
He took care of her in every way but never respected her thoughts.
Maybe he really wanted her to suffer from Stockholm syndrome, which for him was not a disease but a crowning success.
If she really got used to his presence and gradually softened into his tenderness, she would become the most miserable person in the world–because once Weston pulled away and left her where she was, she would be at a loss.
It was too dangerous to fall for such a man.
The news that Weston had taken a young girl from the gate of Lowe Garden soon went viral.
There was another woman who was with him that night. Belle.
So, gossip soon spread that Weston had been seen with two women at Lowe Garden at night–one of them was a young woman who had just turned an adult and a gifted student at a nearby art college.
When Guinevere heard the news, she swept all the bottles and jars off the table and onto the floor.
“Sluts! They are all sluts!”
She originally planned to put on light makeup and have dinner with Weston, only for him to decline her invitation half an hour ago.
She thought it was because he didn‘t have the time due to work–related matters, or maybe he was accompanying Stella , but she did not expect him to be in Lowe Garden last night.
She had warned Belle long ago to stay as far as she could from Ahn City and to never return.
It seemed she should have taught her a hard enough lesson that it would knock her paralyzed.
Guinevere‘s eyes gleamed a little wickedly.
And the girl called Nicole was such an insolent girl.
“I want those two women to never step into Ahn City again. As for the one before , chop off both her feet, and for the one who played the piano, scrape her hands. You know what to do!”
“Understood, Miss Cohen.”
After she finished giving the order, she let the servant tidy up the messed–up bedroom. Mrs. Cohen walked in at the sound of her voice and frowned when she saw the scene in front of her. “Why are you suddenly losing your temper again?”
She sat next to Guinevere, put her hand on her daughter‘s shoulder, and sighed. “You need to restrain yourself. I know the news that came out last night made you uncomfortable, but your father was already very unhappy that you used the family‘s connections to deal with those irrelevant people. Now, you‘re making a scene again...”
“Mother!”
Guinevere interrupted her, feeling rather aggrieved. “I, too, do not want to trouble the family and use our connections to do something risky, but I really can‘t stand it anymore. I cannot stand any of the women that appear around him!”
She could not lay a finger on Stella because Weston protected her too well.
Her best chance to get rid of Stella had long passed.
She failed to ensure Stella was really dead on that rooftop two years ago. Couldn’t she teach that woman called Nicole and Belle a lesson now?
The more she argued , the more emotional she became. When Mrs. Cohen saw that her eyes were already tinged with a touch of madness, she immediately stopped talking.
She did not dare to provoke her daughter any further.
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“We will let it go this time, but you have to be more careful in the future,” she reminded her as requested by Mr. Cohen. “Someone has been investigating the power behind our family. There should be someone trying to drag us down...”
Mrs. Cohen continued, “Although nothing‘s happened so far, we still need to be careful. After all, this is a critical time when our family will run for the President of the Chamber of Commerce…”
“I understand, Mother. Don‘t worry,” Guinevere interrupted her.
She wasn‘t taking this matter seriously. There were just too many dirty facts in the circle of affluent families.
Behind almost every family was some gray power that was hidden from the public, used to deal with clients unsuitable to be dealt with in the open.
Even in a huge event like Warren‘s birthday party, they could capture the acid attacker, throw him into the basement immediately, and silently get rid of him.
Her tactics, however, were simply common, well – tested methods that the underworld often employed.
These actions were naturally unsightly if they were to be done on the surface. The kidnappers she sent over to kidnap. Stella were also the secret forces that were difficult to locate.
Nonetheless, to be on the safe side, she still took care of those people one by one.
The leader of the kidnappers that was in Weston‘s hand also died some time ago, so no one would find out it was her.
It was just the same now. She wanted to get rid of the woman secretary.
She planned to do it on Stella at first, but removing the thorn from the flesh seemed to be the most pressing issue now.
A woman who was overwhelmed by jealousy had little sense left in her.
She even thought of dragging Stella into this because she didn‘t want to bear this jealous rage alone.
She knew Joan had been checking her social network profile, so she planned to make Joan turn against Stella by offering her a sky–high salary.
Joan, however, remained unmoved and stayed on Stella‘s side.
This only made Guinevere hate Stella more.
Why were all these people on her side?
She seemed to be taking everything away from her all the time.
It wasn‘t something she could let her get away with.
She posted a post that was only visible to Joan, dispelling the rumor using the tone of a wife.
[I heard rumors about Weston? He didn‘t go to Lowe Garden last night. He was at Golden Eve Apartment. How am I so sure? I hope you don‘t take sạch gossip to heart.) The attached photo was a picture of her having dinner with Weston last night.
In Stardust Mansion, Joan soon saw the news through the social network, and her face changed immediately, thinking that something bad must‘ve happened. Could it be that Weston and Guinevere had reconciled?
Then what about Stella?
If the two got back together , Stella would definitely not be spared by Warren and the Cohens.
Was Weston really going to give Stella up?
Joan did not want Stella to see the mess at first, but after thinking about it, she still felt that she should still let Stella know, so she could be prepared and stop feeling so dejected.
“Mrs. Ford…”
She knocked on the bedroom door. “I don‘t know if I should tell you, but...”
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Stella only glanced at the post before she put her phone aside and said, “Guinevere doesn‘t need to dispel the rumor. It should be true,”
“It can‘t be.”
Joan put away her phone in disbelief. “Mr. Ford is not that kind of man...”
Besides, she had heard of what kind of place Lowe Garden
Weston would go there to socialize, but how could he possibly have anything to do with those women? She had been working with them for so long and had never seen Weston come home late on any day.
Even if there was something at work, he would always inform Stella
Although he had been isolating her these days, she still believed that Weston was not that kind of man.
He always maintained his moral integrity when he was with Stella.
Stella pressed her lips together and said nothing.
She began to wonder why Weston‘s attitude toward her had suddenly changed in the past two days.
Maybe it was really as Joan feared, that he had rekindled his romantic relationship with Guinevere and left her aside as he suddenly felt that she was no longer interesting
If she had thought about that earlier , Stella might have felt relieved
But now...
She clenched her fists at once and looked out the window, hatred surging inside her eyes.
Roger was dead, and she did not know what she could still live for.
Even if he let her go, where would she be able to go?
The world was so large, yet she couldn‘t find a place she could go to. He wanted to destroy everything she had and abandon her again. How could she let him have his way?
Weston woke up in his bedroom.
He got up and pushed the door open. When he got out, his nostrils were immediately permeated by the fragrant smell of food coming from the kitchen.
When Nicole heard the noise, she came out of the kitchen, wearing the apron, and looked at him shyly.“
You are awake.”
Weston frowned. “Why are you still here?”
She lowered her head, already accustomed to his coldness, and said softly, “Last night... thank you. If it were not for you, I really wouldn‘t have known what to do.”
At first, she was a bit irritated by his disrespect for her, but last night, her manager sent her to that old man and almost made her...
When she ran out with all her might and saw Weston about to leave in his car, she looked at him pleadingly but there was no hope in her heart. When she was thrown out by that man from the private room, he cast her an indifferent look and walked away, leaving only his determined back to be seen.
She thought that she was doomed this time... but Weston unexpectedly opened the door and got out of the car.
He was light a beam of light who granted her salvation.
“I have nothing to repay you...”
Nicole said, “I can cook well. Would you like to try?”
She subsequently made a simple bowl of noodles with a sunny–side–up egg lying on top.
Weston glanced at it for a moment when a throbbing pain struck his temples.
He chased her away impatiently. “You can go now.”
Stella also liked this dish. She had a poor appetite, but she could eat quite a lot of this every time. He did not want to think about Stella, so he did not go back to Stardust Mansion.
But he was reminded of her everywhere.
She seemed to be everywhere.
Nicole had somewhat adapted to his bad temper. Although still a little hurt, she knew that he wasn‘t a bad person. “It‘s okay. I‘ll leave it here. If you don‘t want to eat, then don‘t.”
After saying that, she smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. “My cooking skills are okay, but you might not be used to eating home–cooked food like mine, and I don‘t know what you usually like to eat, so I just made a small...”
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Her mumbling only made his headache worse. He opened the door directly and gestured for her to leave.
Nicole looked at him, wanting to say something, but then stopped. Finally, she took off her apron and bowed respectfully to him. “Thank you, Mr. Ford. I will definitely repay you. I will also pay you back the money I owe you...”
Bang!
Weston slammed the door shut.
Nicole stared at the door with indefinable feelings growing in her heart.
This man was not as forsaken as he appeared to be.
He was obviously a kind person!
Why else would he have saved her yesterday?
With the money he gave her, she could go back to school with peace of mind and no longer be cornered by debt.
That was a good thing.
It was good to meet him.
The commotion outside woke Lucas up.
He walked out of his bedroom wearing slippers. “She‘s left?”
He came to Ahn City on a business trip and did not expect to bump into these two people in the middle of the night.
At that time, he saw Weston wanting to leave this young girl on the street. From the young girl‘s cries, he learned that Weston had rescued her from Lowe Garden.
Lucas knew what kind of place Lowe Garden was, so he could roughly guess the story behind the problem as soon as he heard this.
It should be a story of a rich man rescuing a girl on the spur of the moment.
However, such a man would generally help the girl to the end. Why did Weston do things halfway and try to leave her on the street?
He could just give her some money and tell her to go anywhere she wanted and leave him alone.
Lucas knew this man. He was a very picky human, meaning that he would never bring a woman back apart
from the one he chose.
“Didn‘t you give the Golden Eve Apartments to Guinevere ? What‘s wrong with having one more Nicole now?”
Weston didn‘t even look at him. He unbuttoned his shirt casually and sat at the bar while sipping his drink.
“Why are you being so unhealthy, drinking so early in the morning?”
Lucas walked over to him and habitually took a glass of warm water for himself.
Weston gave him a look. “Are you already this weak at this age?” Lucas wasn‘t angry, and he merely shook his head. “You don‘t understand. This is called health preservation. When you get into your forties and find your body going downhill, but realize that am still about the same, you will know why I drink warm water.”
Weston sneered and took his jacket. “Bye.”
Lucas stood behind him. “Leaving so soon after I did you such a big favor? Nicole stayed at my place last night. If Yvonne finds out about this, I‘ll get an earful from her.” When talking about Yvonne , Lucas‘ eyes softened a bit.
Weston was not in the mood to listen to his show of affection. He also knew that he just wanted to inquire about Stella for Yvonne, so he said coldly without turning his head, “Mind your own woman, and don‘t let her bother Stella again.” “They are close friends.”
Lucas shrugged helplessly. “I don‘t feel the need to interfere in a woman‘s friendship.”
Weston glanced coldly at him “You seemed to disapprove of her hanging out with Stella before.”
“Are you holding a grudge?”
Lucas walked to him. “It‘s because you did not even give her a status in the first place that I was worried she might be a bad influence on Yvonne.”
Weston sneered. “Who can influence someone with that personality?”
He closed his eyes.
Stella... He wanted to escape from her, but he saw her everywhere.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1090
“Seriously, what‘s wrong with you?” Lucas looked at Weston and felt that something was off.“ Hayden told me that you and Stella are not in the right state of mind at the moment. Don‘t avoid the doctor if you don‘t feel right. An illness should be treated as soon as possible.”
“Shut up.” Weston opened the door and left. Lucas looked at his back and shook his head with a smile.
Not long after Weston left, the doorbell rang again.
Lucas rubbed his eyebrows and opened the door.
The moment he opened the door, a petite figure came scurrying in.
“Where is that woman? Where is she?”
Yvonne sniffed at Lucas‘ body like a hound dog. “Say it! Where did you hide that woman?”
Lucas‘ face darkened, and he looked at the little woman who had rushed here in a hurry, pushing her away against her forehead. “What are you doing here?”
“Someone saw you bringing back a woman last night. What happened?”
Lucas occasionally traveled for business, and he had a house in this city where he would stay when he was on business trips.
Yvonne asked, “Who is that woman? How long have you been with her? Is she from Ahn City? Are you with her every time you come over for business?”
Yvonne bombarded him with a barrage of questions.
Lucas‘ face was very gloomy. “It‘s okay for you to be jealous, but don‘t go overboard.”
He tapped his finger on the table in annoyance. “Are you stalking me?”
She frowned for a second, then poured herself a glass of water and drank it in one go.
Watching her throat move up and down, Lucas did not even have time to stop her before she had already swallowed the entire glass of ice water.
He walked up to him, snatched the glass in her hand, and set it aside on the table with a loud thud.
“Do you know that you‘re about to get your period, and drinking ice water now will hurt you to death?”
“Don‘t change the subject!”
She glared at him. “Who the hell is that woman? Tell her to come out now. Don‘t wait until things get ugly for you both!”
Lucas laughed at her. “There is no woman.” “You must‘ve told her to leave!” “I told you, there is no woman...”
Lucas sighed and said helplessly, “Weston was here last night. It was him who brought her here.”
“What?”
Yvonne was shocked and jumped onto her feet right away. Her reaction was more violent than just now. “He got himself another woman again?”
When she realized what was happening, she became very disheartened and banged on the table. “I thought he‘d settle down and treat Stella well after he married her! But what is happening now?”
“You should let him cushion the blow.” Lucas knew that nothing was going on between Weston and Nicole, so he spoke up for him.
Besides, not everyone who had gone through the loss of a son could recover so quickly.
Whether or not Stella was the killer, the two of them would have to endure this test of their relationship.
Yvonne exploded. “I knew you men would only find excuses for men! After such a big incident, Weston wasn‘t helping Stella to clear her name but was playing around with women instead. The rumor that he was at Lowe Garden yesterday was all over the news!”
Speaking of which, Yvonne was furious. “And what‘s going on with him and Guinevere anyway? Why do I hear people saying that the two of them are getting back together, while some say that Weston is divorcing Stella to be with Guinevere?”
Lucas found the way she was concerned with something to be cute.
Anyway, she shouldn‘t be worrying that much about other people.
“You just need to know that there‘s nothing wrong with Stella right now, and don‘t worry so much about the rest.” “How can I not care? They said Stella killed someone !”