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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 941 Zeta thought things might be different because of this.

Earlier, she thought that Stella might have given birth to a child when she disappeared to live as Ella for a year. However, it seemed like Stella was not blessed with luck.

Stella appeared as if she was over it. She reassured her with a smile, “It‘s fine. It‘s been a long time.”

Zeta rarely felt so awkward and had to change the subject. “By the way, I haven‘t congratulated you. Happy wedding.”

When she learned that Ella was the same person as Stella, she thought about going to congratulate her on her wedding. However, she gave up knowing that Xavier would be at the wedding too. She planned to give her the wedding gift whenever she met her later.

Stella smiled. “Thanks.”

Zeta opened her work dashboard and got to work. “Let‘s get down to business. Why did you come today? Is something wrong?”

When Zeta got serious, she subconsciously exuded an air of calmness.

Stella said, “It‘s the same problem as before. After I stopped the medication, I felt worse than before.”

Zeta paused a little. “The same problem…”

It was hard for Zeta not to look at Weston without judgment.

If it was the same problem, it meant Stella could not get into the mood to have sex with him. She needed the medication to feel less uncomfortable.

Weston did not look at Zeta. He kept tapping his long fingers on the back of Stella’s chair and appeared full of patience.

Zeta coughed lightly to get Weston‘s attention. She asked him, “That kind of medicine is harmful to the body. Why weren‘t you a little more diligent and brought her to the doctor before? Why did you let her figure it out alone?”

At that time, she did not know that Ella was the same person as Stella. She did not know that Stella was with Weston.

Zeta could only give her professional advice from a doctor‘s perspective . However, she could not influence her decision. If she had known, she wouldn‘t have just stood by with only a few words of advice.

Zeta began speaking in an interrogative tone, forgetting about Weston‘s identity.

Weston was not annoyed. He stopped tapping his fingers and said, “It was my mistake.”

He looked at Stella and said, “I‘ll never let her take that medicine again.”

Although Weston was quick to admit his mistake, it made Zeta slightly uncomfortable.

After all, Weston was the scariest man in Ahn City. He was like the King of Hell. No one dared to order him around.

When Zeta realized her tone earlier, she restrained herself a little. “She can‘t take this medicine anymore. I heard from Stella that you… You have a strong desire. However, she‘s unable to bear it. If you force it on her, you‘ll make her fearful, and she‘ll only become more repulsive of you.”

Weston frowned slightly. “What do I need to do?”

“You‘ll have to be patient. Don‘t force it when she rejects you. Be patient.”

Weston remembered something and said, “It worked some time ago. She was very comfortable.”

Stella took a deep breath and wanted to cover his mouth and stop him from saying more.

Zeta asked, and Weston answered like her spokesperson. However, Stella knew her own feelings the best. She did not need him to relay them to Zeta.

Stella feared he might say something more shocking, so

she interrupted them and said, “I‘ll tell her myself.”

Weston arched his brow. “We‘re just talking to the doctor. No need to be shy.”

Stella looked away slightly and did not say anything.

Zeta glanced at them and said, “You‘re right. There‘s no need to be shy with the doctor, but it‘s best to let the patient answer herself. After all, she knows her own body best…”

Weston snorted before Zeta could finish her sentence. The irony of his tone was clear. It was as if he was refuting Zeta‘s statement that claimed Stella knew her own body best.

If Stella really knew her body well, she would not have ended up in the state she was in before.

Stella was thin, depressed, and had nightmares every night. Weston had been doing everything he could to make her better.

He hired Joan to improve her appetite and thought of a myriad ways to fatten her up. Meanwhile, she had quietly taken those pills behind his back and turned herself into a terrible mess. She was not mentally well, either. Though she looked stable on the outside, she had actually gone off the rails. Whenever she fell asleep at night, her negative emotions would show. Weston finally succeeded in fattening her

slightly and started seeing results, but she ran away at the wedding without warning.

What an ungrateful woman she was.

Weston believed no one knew Stella‘s body better than he, both on and out of bed.

Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 942 Weston‘s mocking snort only made Stella more uncomfortable.

Zeta wasn‘t wrong when she said she knew her body best. Why did he have to mock her?

Weston looked at her casually, and Stella whispered in his ear, “Can you wait for me outside?”

“Do you think I can?” Weston answered expressionlessly.

She had just tried to run away from the marriage yesterday. So it was only natural for Weston to take her with him wherever he went. He would not let her out of his sight ever again. Stella pressed her lips. She understood him and promised, “Don‘t worry. I won‘t run away again.”

She met Weston‘s gaze and said solemnly, “I won‘t do something stupid like yesterday again… I‘m no fool. Running away will do me no good.”

She sounded credible when she weighed the pros and cons, but Weston only looked at her indifferently and said nothing

Stella was a little apprehensive, fearing that he would disagree. If he stayed beside her all the time, it would make her feel uncomfortable. After all, even the most

intimate couples would feel awkward discussing such topics.

Zeta noticed their concerns and mentioned, “Don‘t worry. She‘ll be fine with me.”

She crossed her fingers and said, “Henry is in the hospital too. It seems that he was admitted yesterday because of some accident.”

“Is he around too?”

Stella was surprised to hear that. “Did something happen to him?”

Stella remembered that Henry was at their wedding yesterday. He seemed fine. Why was he hospitalized again? She thought Henry was recovering well.

“I‘m not too sure. I‘ll have to ask my colleagues in the emergency room.” Zeta said, “I think someone accidentally hit him, so he came for a detailed examination. I don’t know the details.”

Stella nodded and turned to Weston. “Aren‘t you close to him? Why don‘t you go over and see him?” Weston laughed. “Are you trying to chase me away?”

“No…” Stella tugged his sleeve. “I promise I‘ll be good.”

Weston fixed his gaze on her and tried to look into her soul through her eyes. He stood up a moment later. “I‘ll

pick you up in half an hour.”

After that, he turned and left the room.

The door of the room was closed.

Zeta glanced at the door and sighed in relief. “As expected from Ahn City‘s King of Hell. He‘s really intimidating…”

King of Hell?

It was Stella‘s first time hearing this nickname. She found it funny and asked, “King of Hell? Are you talking about Weston?” “Who else?” Zeta laughed and said, “Don‘t you find him scary?”

Zeta used to think businessmen were always men of the world and nice people. However, Weston shattered her perception.

His authoritative aura was so scary and intimidating that he did not need to wear a nice face while doing business.

Others would undoubtedly listen to his command regardless of his words or actions. Instead, they treated his words like orders.

No one dared to provoke him.

After all, Weston had always been at the top of the pyramid after making a name for himself. He could make a lot of money from any of his projects. His followers

would make a lot of money with him.

Just like others, he was from a prestigious family with a legacy that spanned decades, but no one else came close to him.

Henry was a bold man, but he was now a cripple, thanks to love. As a result, he spent years in a wheelchair. After the successful western suburbs project some time ago, many minor shareholders waiting to see the results trusted Weston for his strength.

The Ford Corporation was waiting for their new projects abroad to be approved. It was a matter of time before the Ford family surpassed its competitors and became the strongest in the country.

Even so, there were still too many concerns. It was a critical period for the Ford Corporation‘s development. The Ford family would no longer be subject to the restraints and inhibitions of other families or competitions after bracing the storm of this period.

Zeta sighed emotionally and said, “Weston isn‘t a good man, but he‘s still extremely competent and very driven.”

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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 943 Weston was only in his thirties, but he was fighting for aslice of pie from the old foxes in their fifties and sixties.

This made him a formidable competitor and a very influential figure.

Stella smiled alittle but showed no joy in her eyes. “I didn’t know he had such a reputation…” “Alright. Let’s not talk about him.” Seeing her lack of interest, Zeta switched back to the main topic. “He said you were better for a while… Why did it suddenly get worse?” Stella furrowed her brow. “I don’t really know either. Last night, I just felt like I couldn’t accept him at all.” Stella was much more relaxed without Weston around. As it was only her and Zeta, she didn’t feel as inhibited as she did. Stella put her hands on her forehead, and suddenly, a massive wave of fatigue descended upon her. “In the past year, I’ve been acting in front of him. My acting turned out to be believable because of the medication. Even on the occasional times when we’d do it without medication, I endured it until it was over.” “Hmm…” Zeta listened and tapped on the keyboard.” And what was the reason you got better before?” “Because he…” Stella paused and hesitated a little. “He became very patient in the sense that… Now, he cares about my feelings. It feels like he’s exploring my body.” Zeta was typing rapidly on the keyboard, but when she heard Stella’s explanation, she stopped for a moment. She understood what Stella meant. “So it’s likely that his attitude influenced your reaction?” the doctor responded, “It’s a possibility…” Stella thought back to the past. “Sometimes, I don’t even know what I’m thinking. I keep telling myself that I have to accept him to feel better. Whenever I have that thought, a voice inside screams at me to resist him. How can I willingly submit to his pressure?” Stella furrowed her brows again and panicked all of a sudden. “I feel like there are two of me inside my body. It’s pulling me apart. The voices in my head can’t convince each other…” Zeta’s face turned more and more stern. “Apart from physical reasons, is it possible that you have a serious psychological problem?” “Stella, since you have enjoyed it before, it means there should be nothing wrong with your body. I recommend doing a detailed examination first to rule out any brain injuries. Also, you can consult a professional psychiatrist.” “Am I mentally ill?” Stella was a little lost. She did not expect this, but she did not seem that surprised either. Stella had suppressed herself for too long. She wore a mask whenever she stayed with Weston. Sometimes, she even forgot who she really was. She had been wearing the mask on her face for so long that it had merged with her. If she wanted to take it off, it would be as painful as tearing off a piece of flesh. It would be so bloody and excruciating that she couldn’t even touch it. However, if she did not tear it off, she would continue to suffocate to the point of bursting. Zeta sensed the great turmoil in Stella’s emotions. She stopped typing and looked at her steadily. “Can I ask you a question?” “Sure.” “Why did you run away from yesterday’s wedding?”. Zeta was not at the wedding ceremony, but the news was all over the internet. Weston had quickly quelled most of the news, but many in the community knew about them. After all, running away from your wedding on the wedding day itself was material for great gossip. Moreover, Weston was the groom. This alone made the news even more shocking. When Zeta saw the news, she became quite worried about Stella. With Weston’s temperament, Stella’s escape from the wedding probably challenged his pride. He wasn’t just going to let it slide. Stella’s eyes were blank. When she heard Zeta’s question, she only shook her head. “I didn’t think it through… Maybe it was just an impulsive decision. I won’t do something so stupid again.” It was all Stella could only say. She could not admit that she had no choice but to stick with Weston.

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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 944 ‘Was it really impulse that caused Stella to run away from her wedding with Weston ?’Zeta wondered and pursed her lips.

Stella’s words did little to convince her. “You’re not an impulsive person. Ifyou’re not sure, you wouldn’t have decided to do that.” Zeta could see through her. Stella dropped her head. “It’s indeed not as simple as I claimed.” Stella probably would not have come this far if it weren’t for Warren’s promise. Warren, however, had never shown himself until now. She wondered if Warren had changed his mind or if he had lost the game between him and Weston. Either way, her fate was decided. There was no chance of things changing “Ifyou’re not comfortable talking about it, then don’t.” Zeta stopped forcing her. “I understand your situation. If you have time today, get yourself a detailed examination. If there’s nothing physical, it may be a psychological problem. I can recommend you a good psychiatrist…” “Okay. Thanks, Dr. Taylor.” It was about time. Stella looked at the clock on the wall and saw that the half-hour was almost up. Weston should be back soon. “Do you still have patients ? I shouldn’t keep taking up your time.” “Don’t worry about it,” Zeta said. “I don’t have many appointments today. You’re my last patient.” Zeta gave it a thought and suddenly remembered something. She said, smiling, “I almost forgot to give you the wedding gift.” She pointed to the lush potted plants on the balcony.” I’ve raised these with care. Pick one.” Stella froze for a moment, surprised that Zeta would give her a potted plant. She walked over to the healthy green plants, and upon closer inspection , she found that they looked lush and well-trimmed. “Did you raise these yourself?”. “Yes. I like gardening to pass the time. The hobby helps me cultivate my body and soul.” After Zeta typed a few lines on the computer, she said to Stella, “You can pick a pot of your choice.” Zeta did not know what to get Stella. After all, it was hard to define the depth of their friendship. They were not that close, so giving Stella an expensive gift seemed slightly -..-.-. inappropriate . However, if she gave her something too inexpensive, it would be embarrassing. The plants were all her own. They were not ridiculously expensive, but they were all valuable species. Hence, Zeta thought the plants would make a suitable gift. Stella was happy to accept them too, knowing herself that she probably wouldn’t accept something like expensive jewelry. All things considered, it was indeed thoughtful of Zeta to give her a potted plant she planted with her own hands. The lush greens would be easy on the eyes. Stella saw a bonsai with red flower bones and thought it was pretty. “What kind of plant is this? It blooms in the spring.” Stella wanted to touch it. “Wait, don’t touch it!” Zeta had just finished writing the case, and when she turned around to see Stella reaching out to touch the potted plant, she jumped in shock and hurriedly stopped Stella. “Don’t touch that! It’s poisonous!” Stella was stunned and instinctively withdrew her hand.” Poisonous?” ‘How could a potted plant be poisonous…’ Stella thought. Zeta walked up to her and was relieved to see that she had not touched it. She breathed a sigh of relief. “You have good eyes. This is the Oleander plant. It’s very poisonous.” “Oleander?” Stella did not know much about plants. She just thought it sounded like a pretty good name. “Is it a tree?” “No.” Zeta shook her head, smiling. “Oleander is a common ornamental evergreen shrub that blooms throughout the year. It has the best blooms in summer and autumn, but it rarely bears fruit when potted…” Stella nodded. “So it’s not some sort of tree.” The plant sported a very beautiful five-petaled flower, its deep pink warmly juxtaposed against the green. It was gorgeous. “Did you just say that this is poisonous?” Zeta nodded with a stern look. “I was about to take it home. If I leave it here, someone might get hurt,” Zeta explained.

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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 945 “Oleander is extremely poisonous . A human or animal that consumes its flower, root, leaf, or seed mightdie from poisoning.” Stella widened her eyes in surprise.

‘ That bad?” She thought that the oleander’s poison would cause an allergy or something at most, but little did she expectthat it was actually so toxic. Zeta nodded. “It’s no joke. The entire oleander plant is poisonous. If you accidentally break the branches and touch the sap, for instance, it will paralyze your skin. Burning the branches, on the other hand, produces toxic gases…” “It sounds very dangerous,” Stella said. “The prettier they are, the more dangerous they become.” Zeta smiled and advised , “You’re a novice, so don’t pick this one. There are other plants to look at.” “Why don’t you recommend one?” “Sure.” Zeta looked around and chose one. “This is Serissa japonica , also known as snowrose . What do you think?” She recommended the flower and explained, “When snowrose blooms, its white flowers are as dense as the snow. That’s why it’s called the snowrose, a miniature bonsai. You can put it in front of a clean window. It’ll be beautiful.” Stella looked at it for a few moments and liked the plant too. “Thank you for the beautiful plants,” she said, subconsciously looking at the oleander a few times. A subtle emotion flashed in her eyes. Zeta did not notice the glint in Stella’s eyes. Having thought that Stella was merely curious, she told her more about the Oleander plant. “If you have small animals or a small child at home, try not to choose such bonsai. They might just accidentally eat it.” “Oleander is four times more poisonous than a king cobra’s venom. Just a single leaf can kill a baby.” Stella’s hand trembled, and her face changed. “How about an adult?” “As long as the dose is enough, it can be fatal to adults. It’s also a quick­acting poison, so be careful!” Stella nodded and managed a ghost of a smile. “It’s such a dangerous thing. I’d better not raise it…” “But it has great medicinal value,” Zeta persuaded with a smile. “Ordinary people really shouldn’t raise this plant. Accidents may happen.” Stella nodded and took a few more glances. She looked at the fiery red flowers with empty eyes. Stella thought maybe her life would stay this way forever. As long as Weston was alive, she could never be free. As long as he was alive… Stella couldn’t understand why those terrible thoughts flooded her mind. She felt like there was a gigantic tug-a war between two personas inside her, with the black fog that formed over her heart looking like an unfamiliar woman. The woman had the same face as her but seemed more vicious and evil. “What’s the use of holding back? Hasn’t Weston hurt you enough over the years?” “You’re such a coward! A loser! A woman has to be hard hearted to make things happen!” “If you don’t take action, you’ll get killed sooner or later!” “Stella, kill him!” The woman who looked just like her suddenly twisted her face. “Kill hirn! You’ll be free! “Think about it! Remember Guinevere? She killed you because you were pregnant! For people like them, human life doesn’t matter! “Do you think Weston is any different from her? “Other people’s lives don’t matter to him! “He’ll only threaten you with Roger! “Why are you so soft-hearted to such a man?” “Kill him…” “Kill him!” The voice kept reverberating in her ear like a ghost whispering to her. However, it was then that she heard another calm and compassionate voice. “Do you want to become an executioner? Weston might be hateful, but he never wanted your life…” “What about your dead baby?!” the black fog screamed.” Who’ll pay for your baby’s life?” Stella jolted awake a took a step back in fear. “I…” Then, she bumped into someone on her back. She turned around to meet Weston’s eyes, and cold sweat instantly seeped down her back.

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Earlier, in Henry’s ward. The contents of the IV dripped slowly into the patient’s green veins.

Weston stood at the door andlooked inside the ward.

Then, he pushed the door open and walked in. There wasa nice wheelchair and a pair of crutches by the bedside table. Henry was lying on the hospital bed. When he saw Weston walking in, his gaze followed him. “That’s rare. You’re so well-informed this time.” Weston grabbed a chair and sat next to Henry’s bed.” You’ve misunderstood. I accompanied my wife to the hospital today. We heard from Zeta that you were here. What happened? Are you in sick again?” The two men had never spoken nicely to each other. Henry was used to Weston’s cold words and did not take them to heart. Indifferently, he spoke, “Don’t worry. I’m not dead yet. Accompany your wife and leave me alone.” Weston laughed and picked up a financial magazine. “It’s been so many years. You should get back on your feet. Don’t be a cripple.” “Don’t worry about my business.” “I have no intention to do so. I’m just staying for half an hour.” Henry frowned and observed Weston. “What do you mean? Aren’t you accompanying Stella to the doctor? Why are you here for half an hour?” “She feels uncomfortable with me around.” “Fine.” Henry did not bother to waste time bickering with him. “You’re the only one who’ll treat her like a treasure. She even ran away from your wedding. I thought you’d at least teach her a lesson.” Henry laughed at him. “Mr. Ford, that’s not like you.” Weston put down the magazine , revealing a stony face. Henry laughed again. “You should see the look on your face. I knew you’d only react when someone talked about her.” Weston sneered coldly. “If that woman doesn’t come back, are you going to waste your life on her forever?” Henry’s smile disappeared because of Weston’s question, and his eyes became as hard as a rock. A short moment later, he said, “She won’t come back.” Henry laughed at himself. “Hey. Say, why are women so cruel? If I died, would she ever come to my funeral?” “If you die,” Weston gave him a look and said, “even if she did come to your funeral, you won’t see it.” Weston paused a little and snickered, “But I can relay her message to you in front of your grave.” Henry was lost for words. He rubbed his temple and asked, “Must you stay here for half an hour?” Weston said nothing and picked up the magazine to read. Henry wanted to speak to Weston no more since he reopened the deepest scar of his life. Not long after, someone opened the door to Henry’s ward. “Mr. Moore, may I come in?” A head poked in from behind the door and asked tentatively, “Is this a good time for you?” Henry answered without looking up. “No. Get lost.” “Oh…” Angelina still walked in anyway. “I brought you some food. Are you feeling better?” she said, closing the door behind her. UT When Angelina turned around and saw Weston sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she froze. “Mr. Ford?” Weston glanced at her and recognized her as Stella’s friend. Angelina looked a lot like Faye. He then looked at Henry as if to ask him what Angelina was doing there. Henry rubbed his temple and felt a slight headache . He did not feel like explaining, so he gestured to Angelina.” Tell him why I ended up in the hospital.” Angelina explained embarrassedly, “I accidentally bumped into Mr. Moore yesterday… and I bumped into him twice. The second time I bumped into him, I flipped his wheelchair over.” Angelina felt more remorseful as she explained, “I know Mr. Moore has been having trouble with his leg. I was concerned and came over to visit him. Since you’re okay, I’ll leave first. I’ll take care of the medical bills too…” Weston finally looked at her and looked at her in a slight surprise. He asked in an indifferent tone, “You flipped his wheelchair?” After all, Henry was a big tall man. Even though he had been in the wheelchair for a few years and neglected exercise, he still wasn’t a man that a small girl could easily overturn. Angelina became more embarrassed at that. She muttered, Tm… quite strong.” Angelina looked thin and small and studied art, but she did indeed pack a punch. According to her parents, she had loved fighting since she was a child. She would fight the boys and even against three opponents at the same time. Being a natural fighter, she had never lost a fight in her life. When she was in high school, she started helping others in need. When she was in college, she even caught a pervert on the bus.

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In short, an ordinary person would be no match for Angelina Weston paused a little and glanced at Henryonce.

He was not interested in Faye and only remembered her as Henry’s bodyguard.

As a bodyguard , Faye was a skilled fighter. Responsible for caringfor Henry, she was much tougher than the average woman. Henry understood the look in Weston’s eyes. He closed his eyes and ordered Angelina to leave. “Put down the things and leave.” Angelina felt a little restrained. Seeing that she wasn’t welcomed, she nodded and agreed to leave. ‘ Then I’ll be going… If you need any follow-up on the medical bills, I..,” “Why aren’t you leaving yet?” Henry opened his eyes and looked impatient. Angelina pursed her lips and turned around to leave. If she hadn’t made mistakes, she wouldn’t have endured his temper. After the door of the ward was closed, Weston turned to Henry and asked, “Are you sure she’s not the one you’re looking for?” Henry seemed a little conflicted himself. He lay in bed, looking exhausted. “I don’t know either… Her upbringing and family seem perfect, though she’s not Faye.” “It’s not hard to fake a person’s life.” Weston reminded him, “Before the engagement party, everyone believed that Ella wasn’t Stella.” Henry hesitated a little. “But she’s different. If she’s Faye … Why does she look at me like a complete stranger?” Faye would’ve certainly been angry with him. It was unsurprising that she pretended not to know him, but she wasn’t enough of a natural actor to fool the man. Henry failed to find a single trace of the past in Angelina’s eyes, but everything about Angelina kept reminding him of Faye. Weston stood up. “It’s time.” Henry said, “You’re a real good friend of mine.” Weston smiled and said nothing. He did not stay. Zeta’s office was downstairs. He expected her session with Zeta to be over when he went down. When he arrived , he found Stella picking a potted plant on the balcony, looking distracted. “What’s wrong? Are you unwell?” Weston wrapped his arm around her waist and frowned because she tried to retreat. “Why are your hands so cold?” Stella pulled her hands away reflexively. “I’m fine…” Her voice trembled slightly. When she thought of the voice in her head earlier, she felt a little weak seeing Weston’s face. What was going on in her subconscious? Did she want to kill him? Weston furrowed his brows harder. He swept his gaze over the pot of Oleander behind her and pulled her away silently. “If you’re fine, why are you shaking?” Stella shook her head. ‘Tm really fine…” Weston was clearly unconvinced and looked at her intently. Stella breathed a sigh. “Earlier, Dr. Taylor said my problem might be psychological.” Weston did not seem surprised. “Well, what’s her plan?” “She recommended getting a detailed examination first. Once we rule out any physical problems, I should see a psychiatrist…” “Okay.” After that, Zeta came over and changed out of her coat.” I’m off work now. Shall I introduce you to some good psychiatrists?” Weston responded, “No. I’ll take care of it.” “Alright then.” Zeta nodded. She thought about Weston’s powerful family and guessed that he must have access to plenty of good doctors. So after a detailed examination, the results came back. As expected, the problem wasn’t physical. Weston looked at the test report. “I’ll get a psychiatrist to come to the house tonight.” Stella did not expect that the problem was psychological. She let out a hum and suddenly thought of something , then tugged at the corner of her mouth and muttered,” Will I become like Guinevere someday?” Trapped in her insatiable obsession, Guinevere had finally spiraled down into a hysterical and vicious woman who strove to reach her goals, no matter the cost.

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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 948 Stella’s face did not change as she mentioned Guinevere.She looked indifferent as if she was talking about an unimportant and irrelevant person.

However, Weston’s face changed. “You won’t become like her.” He tipped her chin. “You’re not the same as her.”

“How are we different?” Stella paledand smiled weakly.” Maybe I’m just walking her old path…” Guinevere was not crazy at first. She was a woman full of pride. However, an illustrious woman like her ended up becoming a laughingstock because of this man. How would Stella fare any better? Stella lost her only child and her only chance to be a mother. He threatened her with her brother, who was her only family and loved one. Left with little choice, she was forced to stay by the side of that man she hated and pretended to please him. Perhaps she would one day turn out more extreme than Guinevere. Outside the hospital. After putting the snowrose in the trunk of the car, Stella looked at it. “Will it tumble?” she asked anxiously. Weston gave her a look. “You’ve been so careful with her gift. Why didn’t you care about the gifts I gave you?” “It’s different…” Stella said. “Zeta planted this herself.” Stella fiddled with the leaves of the snowrose. The flower wasn’t yet in bloom, but she could imagine how beautiful it would look. Weston looked down at her. “You like handmade stuff?” Stella stayed silent. Weston had thrown lots of precious jewelry and gifts on her like they cost nothing to him. In fact, it cost him very little. He could’ve given them to any woman if he wanted to, not to mention him throwing away a fortune for that woman from Lowe Garden called Belle. Weston stopped asking questions at her resolute silence. He escorted her to the car and told the driver to drive back to Stardust Mansion, the place they had stayed when they were previously married.

Although they lived in different apartments, they shared most of their memories at Stardust Mansion. “Isn’t the apartment a nice place to live?” Stella looked at the scenery outside and leaned on the armrest. “Why do you want to go back to the villa?” Weston wound down the car window and let her lean on him. “I’ve been running a project in Ahn City. I’ll be out a lot, and the apartment is some ways away.” Stella had been in poor health of late, and it was unadvisable that she traveled too much. However, she felt a little suffocated by his decision. She looked out the window gloomily. “But the villa is far away from Angelina and Yvonne…” she argued. Weston let out a low laugh and kissed her on the forehead. “How old are you? Why are you always thinking about a good time with your friends?” “You make it sound as if your best friend, Henry, doesn’t exist.” “We only see each other in half a year.” Weston pinched her face. “We’re also not as clingy as you ladies.” After that, he scooped Stella up and hugged her. “When will you be clingy with me? Hm?”. Stella stiffed as he held her in his lap. She tried to relax, but her tense body betrayed her. She was clearly rejecting him. Weston soothed her patiently and placed his hand on her waist. He rubbed her gently and coaxed, “Don’t think too much. I’m your husband now, Stella. Just relax…” Stella gave up and simply buried her head in his shoulder. Things were less of a torment when she didn’t see his face. Weston thought she was just running away and let her be. He tilted his head and kissed her on the hair. “Don’t get so stressed. I can wait.” Finally, the car arrived at the villa.

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Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 949 Weston got out of the car first and picked Stella up in his arms. Then, he strode inside.

Joan had been told about their return and was already making the appropriate preparations inside. “Madam, Mr. Ford…” Joan greeted them with a smile. When she saw Weston enter with Stella in his arms, she stepped aside. ‘The villa is ready. I’ve cooked some of Mrs. Ford’s favorite dishes. It’s still warm!”

Stella felt a little embarrassed to be carried around in Weston’s arms. “Put me down…” she whispered into his ear.

Joan was still around, and it would be inappropriate for him to be carrying her around. It was as though she could not walk herself.

Even so, Weston did not put her down. Instead, he ordered Joan, “Go in first and get her stuff ready.” “Yes, Mr. Ford.”

Weston still did not put Stella down after Joan left. He stood in the foyer and held her on one knee. He kept one hand on her waist and changed her shoes. “Joan is one of our own. There’s no need to be shy.”

Weston was in the belief that Stella was the shy type and easily got flustered. Stella lowered her head and watched Weston with dazed eyes. Weston was helping her put on her shoes with very gentle movements. In the past, the old Stella would never be able to experience such gentle treatment from him. He was now behaving as though he truly treasured her.

Weston grabbed her exquisite feet and slowly slipped them into the cotton shoes before letting her stand up.” No more bare feet at home,” he urged.

Stella liked running around barefoot occasionally. The villa was carpeted, but it didn’t cover the entire place. Weston maintained wooden flooring in his study because he did not fancy the plush feel on his feet.

Thus, Weston was concerned that her running around would somehow hurt her feet.

Stella frowned. “I’m not pregnant. Don’t treat me like I’m so fragile…” As soon as she said that, the air between them froze.

Weston stroked her hair. “It doesn’t matter if you’re pregnant or not.” He took her by the wrist and let her stand in front of him. “With the condition you’re in, you should be taking good care of yourself.”

Weston could see her belly at eye level. Stella looked down and sensed something else inside his eyes.

Stella did not say anything. Both of them stayed quiet for a while until Joan called out to them from the kitchen.

Weston stood up and held her hand.

“Let’s go.”

“Okay.” It was late after dinner, and Stella sat in frontof the dressing table, feeling a little dazed. Every now and then, she would think about the pot of oleander.

If she had been crueler, would all the unbearable feelings stop?

A warm embrace wrapped her from behind. When she turned herhead to the side, Weston’s chin came near her. “What are you thinking about?” Stella shook her head and pursed her lips slightly. “I thought… you’d blame me.” “For what?” “For running away from the wedding…” Weston paused a little, then reached out to tidy her hair.” I didn’t want to let you go at first, but doing that will only make things worst. It won’t do any good except make you reject me more.” Stella frowned slightly. “That’s why you’re being so patient now. You’re doing this to cure my sexual aversion “You could say so.” Weston looked at her intently. His previously gentle and affectionate demeanor seemed to turn a little cold. “Stella, I’m no philanthropist, but I’m not completely uninterested in you either.” He tipped her chin and muttered, “I may not take action about certain things, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care. It’s also not the time. Do you understand?” 1 Stella looked at him, stunned. She lowered her eyes as soon as she understood his words. “I know…” Weston kissed her lips with satisfaction. “Good girl.” Then, he picked her up and said, “The doctor is waiting outside. I’ll take you there now.”

Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 950The hands on the wall clock ticked away. Weston carried Stella to the living room. Stella protested a little and did not want the doctor to see such an embarrassment, but her protest was to no avail.

Weston’s possessiveness and dominance were clearly on a higher level than before, and it was impossible to oppose his decisions.

He would make her comply one way or another, gently and slowly. Hayden sat on the sofa and went through Stella’s examination report. When he heard movements, he looked up with a slightly surprised smile.

“Mr. Ford, you’re… what an eye-opener.”

Hayden was not invited to the wedding, but even he had heard about the bride’s brazen escape attempt. With Weston’s cold and ruthless character, the runaway bride would’ve probably been taught a lesson. Hayden cared little for such gossip and nonsense, nor did he pay any attention to the story’s development. The incident, however, surprised him. It was obvious that Weston treasured this woman deeply.

“This is Hayden. You can call him Dr. Quirk.” Weston ignored Hayden’s meaningful words and put Stella down on the sofa. After she sat down, he introduced Hayden to her. “He’s a psychology expert who’s just come back from his studies overseas.” Stella nodded. “Hello, Dr. Quirk. I’m Stella…”

“Just call her Mrs. Ford,” Weston interjected before she could finish her greeting. “Sure,” Hayden said and greeted Stella. “Mrs. Ford.”

Hayden noticed Stella’s discomfort and found it interesting. “Mr. Ford’s hired me to solve whatever that’s bothering you. Can you tell me about what’s been stressing you out?”

Stella frowned. She seemed like she did not know how to start.

Hayden gave Weston a look. “I think it might be better if I speak to the client alone.”

Hayden used to be Guinevere’s main doctor, but he had never seen Weston so nervously hovering around the entire time.

Weston’s eyes turned dark. “Alone?” “A large part of Mrs. Ford’s anxiety must have come fromyou,” Hayden said faintly and looked hawkish .

“If you stay here, it may interfere with the treatment.” Weston withdrew his gazeand turned to Stella. “Do you want me to stay here with you?” He was asking for her opinion. Stella shook her head. “No need. Let’s heed the doctor’s advice.” She managed a forced smile at him. “You should go ahead and get your work done. I’ll be cooperative.” “Okay.” Weston stood up and patted her head. “I’ll be in my study. If you need anything, just come.” “Okay…” After Weston left, the intimidating pressure seemed to ease slightly. Hayden saw Stella’s sudden relief and said slowly, “Mrs. Ford, tell me about your problem.” Stella furrowed her brows. “Where should I start?” “Anywhere will do. You can tell me anything.” Therefore, she told him one of Weston’s biggest concerns. She told Hayden about her rejection of his closeness. Hayden seemed deep in thought after listening to her.” Selective aversion. That’s interesting…” He paused a little before asking, “Have you ruled out congenital aversions, as well as physical reasons?” Stella nodded. “I’ve checked. There’s no problem.” “Hm…” Hayden looked at her with a steady gaze and questioned, “Mrs. Ford, do you love Mr. Ford?” “What?” Stella did not react at first and was stunned after realizing his question. She did not answer, so Hayden waited patiently for her. After a long while, Stella finally lowered her head in annoyance. “I don’t know…” She suddenly sounded defensive.