Ch. 961..970
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 961 “He’s treating her like a bird in the golden cage,” said Xavier in a disapproving tone in an exclusive club.
He lit up a cigarette and took a drag on it.
The sound of billiard balls colliding with each other filled the air.
The whole place was vivacious.
It had been a long time since Weston last came to this kind of place.
Even the billiard hall owner found it curious.
“Why hadn’t Mr.Ford been out having fun after getting married?” he asked Xavier.
Everyone there knew that the woman Weston Ford married was not Guinevere Cohen but the woman that hehad brought here to play snooker with him in the past.
Yet none of them would have expected that he would be missing from this place after getting married.
“What’s wrong?” Xavier countered him with a smile.
“So what if he’s not here? I’m here, aren’t I? Am I not bringing a good enough business to you?”
“I didn’t mean that ata 11, Mr.Xavier! You’re always joking with me!” Xavier said nothing in reply.
Daisy was right next to him and was quietly pouring him a drink.
Seeing that he brought up Weston and Stella, she asked in a casual tone, “Why hasn’t MrWeston brought Stella out anywhere lately?” “Who knows?” Xavier tapped his cigarette.
“He went through all those troubles just to get that woman, yet now that he’s finally got her, all he does is tuck her away athome.” He sniggered, then added, “Only Weston would treat a woman like a precious treasure.
Is he worried that we’d forget that?” He blurted out those words in front of Daisy without a care in the world.
Daisy was well aware that Xavier was not the kind of man who would prioritize women above everything else in his life.
Nevertheless, he had been treating her very well And so Daisy remained silent as she dropped a slice of lemon intohis drink and handed it over to Xavier.
He preferred his drinks that way.
Xavier put out his cigarette and took a sip of the drink from Daisy.
The high alcohol content made him squint.
“Why are you asking so many questions anyway?” he asked, looking at Daisy through the clouds of smoke.” Don’t tell me that you’restill pining over him?” Xavier,” Daisy’s expression changed abruptly.
“Were you about to ask if I still pine over him every time he’s mentioned?”
She then stood up andcontinued, “In that case, then I’ll make sure to never say a word about him again in front of you,” She then turned on her heels and left, Xavier didn’t react much.
He simply watched Daisy stomp away with a slightly guilty look on her face with a sneer, Soonit would be Warren Ford’s eightieth birthday.
Xavier was sure that when the day came, Weston would allow Stella to come out.
That evening, Stella was sitting on the swing in the back garden and surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
As she swung, the chains on her feet made a crisp, jingling noise.
She was still swinging in the air when a tall figure walked up and stood behind her.
It was only when a pair of strong arms held her still that she swiftly turned around andnoticed the man.
“You’re back,” she said.
Those were the exact words she uttered every day when Weston got home.
“You’re back.” She said the exact same words without the slightest change or variation as if she were a robot programmed to say certain words and do whatevershe was asked.
“Mm,” Weston responded in a low voice before picking her up into his arms from the swing.
Stella complied and held his neck for support.
He then carried her from the back garden to the master bedroom upstairs.
She sat down on the bed with both feet resting on the floor.
Weston began taking off his suit jacket.
His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was inscrutable.
His words, however, were nowhere near as calm as his actions.
“What have you told Hayden Quirk?” he asked.
“Why did he seem so eager to help you?” As he spoke, he pulled out the belt around his waist.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 962 Stella knew exactly what his gesture meant. The intensely intimidating aura that Weston exuded was palpable too. “Ididn’t tell him anything…” she backed away from him instinctively.
Her feet were still bound together as she shrank away, and the golden chains clanged noisily around herankles as she moved.
Weston ripped off his belt and tossed it aside.
He knelt on the bed with one knee and stared at her like a hawk.
“If you didn’t tell him anything, why was he so emotional when he talked about you?” He supported her, so she sat upright and raisedher chin with his fingers.
“Why were you so reckless, Stella?” Those words sounded like a grievance, but they also sounded like a warning.
“If you won’t behave even after being locked up, perhaps I should cut you off from the outside world completely so you’d finally be agood girl.” Stella took a deep breath, heaving her chest slightly.
“I’m sorry…” she whimpered.
She had to muster all her willpower to stop herself from shaking.
“I won’t see him again, okay?” “You won’t see him again?” Weston sneered.
“What about your psychological problems?” “Forget about that,” Stella shook her head and smiled bleakly.
“Besides, what’s the point of those treatments anyway? It might even make you angry for noreason.” As she spoke, she sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist.
This sudden tenderness startled Weston at first, but it was ultimately effective.
He half embraced her and gently ran his fingers through the flowing black hair that hung down her back.
“Are you sure?”
“Mm-hmm,” Stella nodded obediently.
“I know I can’t have sex with you right now, but I have…
other ways to please you.” her before leaning down and kneeling on his waist.
Then, she reached out her hand and touched his manhood.
Weston’s eyes fluttered violently.
He placed one hand firmly on the back of her head.
His long fingers slipped through her hair, and his grip slowly tightened.
His gradually increased force until he started to clasp his hands on her head.
Stella took a deep breath to steady her breathing.
Above her, she heard Weston’s breathing getting heavier and knew he was about to lose controlsoon.
Her eyes, however, glanced past him toward the balcony.
Her oleanders were growing excellently.
Perhaps its flowers might even bloom in a few days.
After a long time, it finally ended.
The overpowering and primal stench of semen filled the air.
Stella lay flat on the bed, looking all meek and docile.
Even Weston was unusually gentle.
He walked out of the bathroom with a warm damp towel in his hand, sat on the bed, andcarefully wiped Stella’s mouth and face.
“Did you choke?” he asked.
“No. I swallowed quite a bit, though…” Stella closed her eyes and asked him, “Did you like it?” He kissed her againand again before answering in a husky voice, “Yes.” “Good,” Stella smiled.
She had become so docile and well-behaved now that she almost seemed like a wild cat whose claws had beenfiled, trapped in an invisible golden cage without the means to extricate herself.
Stella let the man clean her up without any resistance.
He then climbed into bed and fell asleep with his arms around her.
She listened to his steady heartbeat with a smile still lingering on her face.
She squirmed, but it only made him hug her even more tightly.
“Stella…” she heard his low voice coming from above her head, which was quickly accompanied by a soft and tenderkiss.
“Hayden Quirk won’t come here ever again.” He took her hand and kissed it lightly, adding, “From now on, your whole world will consist of me and noone else.” Stella’s eyes trembled slightly in the dark.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 963
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 963 The next day, Hayden did not come as expected.
After that day, Weston planned to put her in handcuffs, buthe later dismissed the idea after he saw how well she behaved.
She could walk around with only ankle cuffs as long as she remained in Stardust Mansion.
Stella had no problem with that, just like a dummy with no excess emotion beyond what Weston wanted her to show.
She was cold as usual, but she had learned to please him in all sorts of ways…
in the kitchen, the bedroom, the living room…
They would become like the typical loving couple whenever Weston returned home, leaving traces of theirlove in all corners of the house.
Somehow, when looking at the woman who was trying so hard to please him, Weston felt as if he was lookingat the Stella from two years ago.
She was just as shy and delicate then, with he being the only thing in her eyes.
The sole purpose of her existence was to make him happy.
He picked her up, pinned her on the glass table, and kissed her passionately.
When the two separated, blotches of saliva lined the corners of their mouths.
The man put his finger on it and wiped it off gently.” Stella, you are so good.” She smiled and rubbed his palm.
“Did you like it?” “A lot.” He went on unabashedly, “So much that I am about to go crazy.” He placed her on the table to elevate herto a higher position higher.
Arms braced her sides, and before she could react, his hands slipped under the hem of her dress and coursed around recklessly.
She wrapped her arms around his head, and her eyes closed as her body began to tremble.
She did not know how long it took before it eased off a little.
“Weston, I can’t separate my feet.
“It’s inconvenient, with the ankle cuffs like that.” He frowned and swept a glance at it.
The shackles around her feet could only be parted slightly.
They had, in fact, reached their limit.
Weston simply put her feet together, turned them to the side, and embraced them again passionately.
He still did not take the cuffs off.
It was late at night, and Stella curled under the blanket, looking out the window at the stars in the sky,a little lost in thought.
The man had fallen asleep.
She got up slowly and walked to the living room when Joan happened to come out of her room as well.
“Mrs.Ford…” “Joan, why are you still awake?” Stella replied, a little startled.
Her reaction seemed a bit sheepish.
How could she come out when the two were making such a scene, regardless of location? How embarrassing would it be then if she caught them in theact? “I am getting something to eat. Do you want me to make you some?” “No.” Stella shook her head.
“You should be resting earlier.” “Sigh.” Looking at her slender back, Joan was unsure, but she had a feeling that Stella wasgetting thinner and thinner.” Mrs.Ford…”
She called Stella out of a sudden.
“Actually, I have something I’d like to tell you.” “Go ahead.” “I know you don’t like to go out much, and Mr.
Ford has protected you well, but sometimes, it is still necessary that you accompany him…to socialize.”
Joan reminded her.
“With his status, Mr.Fors sometimes needs a female companion, and of course, it should be you … but you haven’t been going out.
It leaves room for others to take advantage of.” Stella understood what she was trying to say.
She looked at Joan and asked gently, “Have you heard any rumors?” Joan sighed.
“I’m not in a position to say that either. It’s just that…” She quietly glanced in the direction of the room door and whispered in Stella’s ear.
“It’s all over the place out there that lately, Mr.Ford has been getting closer to Ms.Cohen again…
Mrs.Ford, they have a child together.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 964 Stella did not react much to it. “Is he spending a lot of time with Guineverethese days?” She mumbled, “It doesn’t matter. That’s his own business. It’s out of my hands.”
“But…I’m afraid Ms.Cohen has still not given up on him!” Joan said that and glanced at the ankle cuffs on Stella’s feel with mixed feelings.
Although Stella was Weston’s legitimate wife — she had also been one once, there were simply too many women eyeing him outside.
Even if Guinevere seemed to have settled down recently, who knew what she had in mind? Joan was really worried for Stella.
If Stella could give in to Weston and plead for mercy, she was sure he would forgive her with his affection for her.
Stella simply smiled.
‘Thank you, Joan.
I know you care for me.
But this is my own matter.
I know what to do…” Joan could only nod helplessly upon seeing her reaction.” I shall leave you alone then.”
“Sure, go to sleepnow.” After she left, Stella went to the balcony.
The rows of potted plants were all quietly slumbering.
She first walked to the snowrose and observed it: carefully, then she walked to the oleander and stared atthe flower bud that was about to open.
“It will bloom in a few days…” She thought that although oleander was very poisonous, sheshould still increase the dose just in case.
A thick black mist suddenly appeared beside her ear, transforming into a person as small as her and whispering hoarsely.
“Yes, that’s it…
He locks you in a cage like an animal and cuffs you like a criminal.
Why should you be so submissive and accepting? Wait until the flowers bloom, then kill him!Kill him, and it will be all over!” Stella heard the woman urging in her ears.
“Don’t you miss your child? Let’s all go to hell together then…
The culprit should too!” She was dressed in a white robe, soaked in the early morning dew.
Quietly looking at the flower bud in front of her, the white figure seemed shrouded in a blackmist.
A few days passed.
Everything was the same as before, except that Joan seemed less present in the mansion.
Since Joan talked to Stella that night, she saw her less and less.
It was not until today that she suddenly realized that she had not seen Joan for days.
Perhaps the time she spent at the mansion had been too harsh and uninteresting.
The chains on her feet were a constant reminder of how slowly time was passing.
After just a few days without seeing Joan, it made Stella felt like she had not seen an outsider in a long time.
To her, time in this mansion felt like it was standing still.
Weston had finally driven out everything in her life, leaving her entire world in his hands.
“It’s been so quiet in the mansion lately…” Stella spoke to the plant as she watered it.
She muttered to herself and even hummed.
“Don’t you think it’s been such a long time since anyone talked? Is it because of Weston’s anger that everyone is afraidto talk In front of her, the peaceful and quiet potted plant remained as it was, and no one answered her words.
She didn’t need anyone to answer her, though.
She could simply talk to the air by herself.
“I had a dream last night, and I think I dreamed about my baby.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 965 When she was saying that, she started to smile. “I always wanted a daughter … I don’t know if we’ll ever see each other again.”That was what Weston saw when he got home.He tossed his jacket aside and walked to Stella, and hugged her from the back. “What are you mumbling to yourself?”Stella leaned on his arms without change in her expression. “Just some random stuff.”She put down the watering can in her hands and turned her head to look at him. “Why are you back so early today?”“I had a meeting just now, and the project matters are basically decided. There is nothing much to do during this period, so I can stay home with you.”He kissed her cheek and asked, “What were you talking about just now? Were you badmouthing me, hmm?”She smiled and took the initiative to wrap her armsaround his shoulders and kiss him. “No, I didn’t say· anything bad about you.”Weston was naturally happy to see her initiative.
The two exchanged a long, breathless kiss in the backyard.Only when Stella was panting and out of breath did he let her go and touch her little tummy.“Are you hungry?”“Not really.”She said honestly, “I am not very hungry. But if there is anything you want to eat, I will make it for you.”In Joan’s absence, Stella was the one who cooked most of the time.An examplary cook on her own, she used to cook for Weston using whatever method she could to try to please his appetite.Now that she was basically at the mansion all day, she had more time to devote to him.He knew that their relationship was a bit toxic now.But he was very satisfied.· “Sure. Don’t hurt yourself.”“Okay.” In the kitchen, she boiled some water and put in some deodorized onion, ginger, and garlic.He did not eat these, and she had to pick them out later.She knew his preference very well. He did not like strong flavors and preferred to go mild most of the time. However, it could not be bland.Simply put, he was very demanding but lazy to care as he often had to socialize when there was a lot of work in the company. Sometimes, she would cook him soup when he came back smelling of alcohol.She was really full of him at that time. His every movement was infinitely magnified in her eyes.But she could no longer find that mood now.On the balcony , Hayden’s voice was unmistakably clear on the phone.“Mr. Ford, I told you her condition will only worsen.”Weston’s eyes turned gloomy. Thinking of how Stella was talking to herself just now, his eyes were dark. “What will be the consequences?”“I can’t be sure now. It will depend on how it develops.· But one thing I am sure of: if you keep her at home andshe does not have any contact with anyone outside, there will be big trouble later.”He hung up the phone and looked at the slender figure in the kitchen. His eyes darkened, immersed in unreadable feelings.“I cooked some soup, but I don’t know if you like it.” She sat down in front of him and served him a bowl.He took it, albeit somewhat silently. Stella noticed the changes in his mood but did not say or ask anything.She knew that if he wanted to tell her anything, he would’ve just said it.After the meal, she went for a stroll in the backyard like usual.Weston stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Stella pacing downstairs as if she was completing a daily mission, and he rubbed his temples in exasperation.She did not seem to have changed much and looked like a normal person. However, when he thought of the way she was talking to the air, his eyes darkened, and he walked to the yard. “ Stella, come here.”
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 966 Stella walked aimlessly. Upon hearing the man calling her in his deep voice, she stopped in her tracks andsmiled.
“What is it?» She looked perfectly fine, devoid of the slightest sign of mental deterioration.
Weston walked to her.
His eyes were gloomy.
“…Do you want to go out?” She was taken aback.
“Go out?” She pursed her lips and sized up the man in front of her, then shook her head.
“No.” “Why?” He walked over to her and picked up a strand of hair, wrapping it around his fingertips toplay with it.
“I remember that you wanted to go out to see those friends of yours some time ago.” She shook herhead again.
“That was before.
Now, I feel that staying home is just as nice.” She did not know if Weston reallywanted to bring her out or was simply testing her.
She was tired of this game of escapism.
He had a million ways to make her uncomfortable as long as things didn’t go his way.
She did not want to fight or run away anymore.
She just wanted to live in peace.
The tiredness in her eyes caught his eyes.
His heart ached at that moment.
“Stella, tell me the truth.” He picked her up and sat down on a wicker chair with her in his arms.
“You have been very obedient lately.
If you want, I can take you out for a walk.”
She listened to his heartbeat silently.
He ruffled her hair, running his fingers through her hair and rubbing it slowly.
After a while, she wrapped her arms around his waist.
“I don’t want to go out, but I am okay if you need me to accompany you.” He exerted alittle force to force her head up.
She looked into his eyes with a very obedient look.” What’s wrong?”
“In what circumstance do you think I’d need your companionship?” he asked.
With a little hesitation, she pursed her lips and lay on his chest.
After a while, she chose to tell the truth and recounted her conversation with Joan that day.
The man listened attentively and didn’t respond.
She hugged his neck.
“I am sorry. I should not have told you this. I thought that you had your own plans, so I never told you…” She paused for a whileand said, “Joan is right.
If you need a female companion, maybe I should take up the responsibility of being Mrs.Ford and be by your side.” His gaze changed, and he sized her up as if trying to determine the genuineness of her words.
He seemed somewhat pleased.
It could be seen from the corners of his eyes.
“Do you want to take up the responsibility as Mrs.Ford, or are you jealous and don’t want to see another woman be my female companion?” “Both, I guess…” She laughed and buried herface in his arms to keep him from seeing her expression.
“Do you want another woman to be your female companion?” This was a disguised confession that she was jealous.
He was really pleased and pulled her up and kissed the corner of her lips.
“With you around, I don’t need anyone else.” He parted her legs and let her half-kneel around his waist, his arm passing underher armpit and wrapping it around hep back.
With her entire body held in his arms, he almost encircled the petite woman in her entirety.
Only then did the man let go and tidy her hair.” Tomorrow is grandpa’s 80th birthday. Why don’t you accompany me to the banquet?” She paused for a moment and then smiled a little with her eyes.
“Okay.”
She pecked him on the cheek.
“I will go wherever you go.” Her words undoubtedly pleased the man in front of her.
He had kept her at home so heartlessly only because of her escape, where he had to keep her tetheredto him.
He didn’t allow her to contact anyone; he was the only person she could see.
But now, she was telling him that she would go wherever he went It was like someoneflipped a switch, releasing certain emotions that were impossible to withhold.
He picked her up and headed straight back to the bedroom.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 967 Stardust Mansion was very quiet. Apart from janitors who would clean the house on a regular basis, there were only two of them.
Before they even reached the bedroom , Weston eagerly pinned her against the stairs.
Fortunately, the entire mansion was covered with a thick carpet, so Stella did not feel uncomfortable when she was lying on it.
He placed his warm palm on her back, rubbing it against her skin.
He was hot, much hotter than she was.
His hottest spot was against her most vulnerable spot, signaling his impetus.
She closed her eyes and tried to relax, but the urge still could not be triggered.
“Stella…” When touching her cold spot, the passion in his eyes faded a little, though it was stillswirling.
“This may hurt. Bear with it.”
He kissed her passionately.
Weston had reached the limit of his patience, but he did not want to use external means to feel her intimacy.
It had been a long time since he had possessed her in her entirety.
Even if she was in pain, he wanted her.
She gritted her teeth.
It did hurt.
But she looked at the bulging blue veins all over the man’s forehead and endured it.
All the time, she bit his shoulder, holding back the myriad words she wanted to spew.
She was trembling with pain.
He then stopped.
He kissed the sweat on her forehead and took a bottle from the bedside table.
“Use this.
It won’t hurt so much.” She was still not turned on, but with this gel, it was not as uncomfortable as before.
In the Ford Mansion.
It was Warren’s eightieth birthday, so naturally, it was grandly celebrated .
Many influential and rich attended the banquet, earmarked by the numerous luxurious cars parked outside themansion.
Stella had never seen such a spectacle.
Of course, their wedding was a once-in-a-century kind of wedding, but she did not get to see howthe whole city celebrated because of her escape.
Weston sat beside her and looked at her curious look.
He smiled.
‘They rarely come back, so I bet they will stay in the mansion for a few days.
I will arrange a quiet room for you if you don’t like to be with these strangers.” She knew, though, that he was not worried about her fear ofstrangers.
He simply did not want her to have excessive contact with people from the outside world.
She did not mind and nodded.
“Okay.”
Her obedience was extremely lovable.
He pinched her face and picked her up all of a sudden.
With a husky voice, he said beside her ear, “Did it hurt last night?”
She blushed and turned her face to the otherside.
“We’re almost there, don’t you…” Pleased, the man let out a laugh so hearty it sounded like it was bursting out of his chest.
He kissed her earlobe.
“Alright.
I am not teasing you anymore.” The car soon stopped at the gate of the mansion.
They got out of the car and immediately attracted the attention of everyone.
The reporters who had been waiting at the entrance quickly pointed their cameras and microphones at them “It’s Mr.Ford and his wife!”
“Is Mr.Ford bringing his wife to the party?” These reporters seemed to love asking the obvious.
Hence, Weston ignored them and helped Stella out of the car.
“Stay with me, and don’t run around, okay?” She nodded and held onto his arm. “Okay.”
She was like a good and obedient doll.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 968 :: Since it was a birthday banquet, Stella was in elegant and modest attire that matched Weston’s.
She wore apale gold flowing dress, the same color as Weston’s tie.
When they stood together, it was obvious that they were a couple.
“My plants are still in the car,” Stella told him.
“They will get stuffy.”
Weston glanced at her.
“It’ll be just for a few days.
Why did you have to bring them? Are they so valuable?”
“I raised them with care. What’s wrong with that?” she argued.
“As long as it makes you happy.” Weston reserved his comments whenever it came to small matters such as these, thoughhe felt that she had become a bit too obsessed with those potted plants.
They were just some flowers Zeta gave to them.
They were not worth much either, and he failed to understand why she treasured them so much.
“I will get the chauffeur to send them to your room.
You can tend to them during the interval.” Seeing that Stella seemed relieved , he teased her.
“They are just a few pots of flowers, but you seem to raise them as children.” Stella paused for a moment, and herface stiffened.
After a moment, she smiled.
“Can’t I? Anyway, I don’t have any children of my own, but it’s enough that I have flowers and plants orsomething to take care of.” The matter of children had always been a thorn in their hearts.
Weston stopped talking and brought her into the mansion.
In the hall.
Warren was sitting in a mahogany seat in the middle, looking hale and hearty with his old friends surrounding him.
Almost all were once prominent figures who could only be seen on TV and in newspapers.
“I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly.
In a blink of an eye, we are already old creatures with one foot in the grave!”
“Don’t say that, Lee! Look at how energetic Warrenis.
I bet he will live a hundred years, which means he still has twenty years left!”
“Let us all have a hundred years!” “Hahaha! You bet!” There waslaughter among the elders.
The younger generation, however, went about their business and left the elders to their devices.
Weston first brought Stella to greet Warren.” Grandfather.” Stella followed suit obediently.
“Grandfather, happy birthday.”.
Soon the hall fell into silence.
All the eyes moved in the same direction, looking at Stella.
She had not made a public appearance since the grand wedding, and many were very curious about what had become of her.
As Weston had never brought her out, it was a rare chance to see her in person.
This meant Stella would naturally grab a lot of attention.
When Warren saw her, he did not show much expression on his face, nor did heflare up.
“You came.” He swept a glance at the couple, and his eyes paused for a moment on Stella, but he did notsay anything.
“It’s good that you came.
Just help yourself.” “Okay, Grandfather. We will greet the other people first and come back later.”
“Go ahead.”
Warren’s old friends stared at Stella.
It was only after Weston left with her, that they began discussing “She is quite good-looking.
Weston is so blessed!” It was definitely necessary to say good things on such an occasion.
“Young people nowadays have their own opinions, unlike us, who’d go for matchmaking sessions and obeyour parents’ decisions.
They simply want who they like.” Warren did not speak, neither opposing nor agreeing.
When his friends saw his reaction, they knew that it wasn’t a topic he wanted to discuss, and they quickly changed topics.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 969 And just like that, the tension in the air was smoothened out, and they got out of being in the spotlight.
Weston asked, “How are you feeling?”
Stella nodded.
“Fine.” “If you don’t feel well, you can go upstairs and rest first.”
She responded and glanced at her toes.
It had been a while since she wore high heels, so it was a little uncomfortable.
He told her to lean on him to save some energy.
When she was in the Stardust Mansion , she practically ran around the house in her slippers, not having to care about her behavior.
Weston was watching her demeanor.
Xavier and Daisy came from the other side.
“How rare it is that you are actually willing to bring out such a precious woman to meet people.”
He spoke with a smile, but his wordssmelled of gunpowder.
Anyone could hear the sarcasm in his words.
Weston frowned and stood in front of Stella in silence.
He looked at Xavier.
“Why don’t you care about your company since you have time to care about my woman?» Although most of the executive power of the FordCorporation was slowly moving into Weston’s hand, Xavier still held a certain amount of weight in the company It was just that he had been fooling around some years ago and couldn’t reach the center of power.
But now, he was working hard.
Unfortunately, although his performance was fairly good, he was still not as convincing as Weston.
If there was no Weston, or if he were mediocre, he would never get his turn to be the heir.
It should be Xavier, in any case.
This had always been his sore spot.
When Weston said that, his face changed immediately.
“It’s Father’s eightieth birthday today.
There is no need to talk about work.” Daisy also tried to smooth things over.
“Indeed. Let’s not talk about work on such an occasion.” She smiled and looked at Stella asif trying to butter her up.
“Where have you been all this time? I’ve tried to contact you several times for shopping, but I couldn’tfind you in person.” Not only her, but even Bradley, Yvonne, and Angelina had also failed to get in touch with her.
Stella curled her lips.
“I don’t like to go out much. Sorry.” She was not targeting Daisy, but she had no way out.
Weston wrapped his arm around her waist and swept a glance over the two people in front of him briefly.
“If there’s nothing else, we shall leave first.” Xavier sneered.
He emptied his glass of wine and put the glass on the tray heavily.
His eyes were filled with reluctance.
Daisy advised him.
“You know Stella is his sweetheart. You should not use her to provoke him every time…” When Xavier heard that, he glared at her.
“Since when can you teach me what to do?” “I am not.
I just don’t want to see you two going at it…
Besides, what’s in it for you to go against him?” “And what good does it do if you speak up for him?” he interrupted her icily.
“Don’t forget that you were my woman when you were his secretary.”
“I haven’t forgotten about that.”
“Good.” He coldly shook off her hand and turned to leave.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure from afar and paused in his tracks.
It was as if he saw Zeta walk past him.
“Zeta…” He called out her name out of instinct and automatically walked in her direction.
They had not met each other for a long time.
Zeta had disappeared from his life since the last time he announced that he had broken off his engagement with her tobe with Daisy.
It hadn’t made much of a difference at first.
He felt that he had always treated Zeta with the same affection as a sister and never had any otherfeelings toward her.
The kiss…
It could only be regarded as an accident.
Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 970 He knew she liked him since she was a child.
She had followed him for as long as he could remember,saying that she would be his bride in the future.
He did not expect that she would actually release him without so much as a pester after he broke off the engagement.
After so many years of being engaged , he thought that she would at least want anexplanation , but little did he expect that they would separate so decently.
On the other hand, Zeta did not want to come at first.
However, it was Warren’s eightieth birthday, and it would be inappropriate that she didn’t attend when her parentsdid.
Besides, it had been so long since that incident.
She believed it was time to move on, and there was no need to keep avoiding Xavier.
She just did not expect to run into him…
She wanted to get some air on the balcony.
When she turned around, she saw the man she had not seen in a long time walking toward her.
She gathered her composure, pretended not to see him, and walked past him.
Her arm was grabbed.
Xavier whispered in her ear with dissatisfaction, “There’s no need to treat me like a beast,is there?” Zeta hastily pulled her arm.
“Sorry. I didn’t see you earlier.” She nodded at him and greeted him.
“It’s been a long time.” Her facial expression was detached yet polite.
No more, no less.
She kept a polite social distance from him.
He laughed.
“Are you still angry with me?”
She was puzzled.
“Why would I be angry with you?” “About Daisy and I…”
Before he could say it, she interrupted coolly.
“That matter has already passed, and you made it very clear.
I have nothing against you two, and I wish you a happy wedding soon.” After saying that, she lifted the hem of her dress.
“If there is nothing else, I shall leave first.” He stared at her, and his face did not look good.
“We’ve been friends for so many years.
Do you really need to become so aloof just because of a woman?” She frowned.
“I don’t think we are that close. Besides, she is not just a woman. She is your girlfriend… I think we should not stay here and talk to avoid any misunderstanding.”
After saying that, she turned around and left without bothering about the look on his face.
He stepped forward instinctively, wanting to call her.
But when he looked at her back, a wave of inexplicable anger surged.
Who was that face for?
He sneered.
She was just a follower.
It did not matter if she went away.
He turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
He thought he was very dashing, but a heavy stone lay on his heart, making it stuffy and blocked.
On the second floor, there was a room at the end of the corridor.
Weston pushed open the door and walked into the room.
The potted plants were already there.
He looked at the woman behind him.
“Come in.” Stella nodded and followed him into the room.
She surveyed the room.
It was spacious.
She was going to stay here for a few days, so he purposely arranged a large room for herto place her flowers.
“You could’ve just left them at home for a few days and let the servants take care of them.
You didn’t have to go through so much trouble to bring them along.” Stella said, “You don’t understand .
All these have been grown by my own hands.
I’ve gotten used to watering them every day and watching them grow little by little…” Disregarding her expensive dress, she walked to oneof the potted plants, picked it up, and put it in the best spot on the balcony.
Looking at the bright green leaves in the sunlight, she knew it would bloom in a short while.