All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

With a slam, the door of the car shut tightly. Stella felt her heartbeat quicken before it gradually calmed down. She was calm as she looked at Weston sitting next to her. Afterward, she shifted her gaze and stare dully in front.Weston ordered the driver to drive them back to the mansion, only then did she turn to gaze outside the window.After a while, a deep voice rang beside her ears. “What time is it now?”“It’s still early.” She glanced at the time.“If I didn’t see you here, were you planning to keep hiding it from me?”Stella found it funny as she listened to him and turned to look at him. “What is there to hide? I come here with Yvonne to get my mind off things. Why do you care?”“How could I not?” All the anger he had vanished the minute he saw her face and he calmed down. “Who is that man?”“Which man?”“The one playing piano with you.”“I don’t know. He’s a stranger.”“Really?” He reminisced on her words. “A stranger can make you this happy?”He suddenly lean

After a while, the table was piled high with food.Stella heard the noises and turned to look at them, which surprised her.Weston didn’t like too many people in the house. Right after they left, he called Stella over.She obediently stood up and walked to the table. Her eyes lit up slightly when she saw a table of food.“What is this?”He forced her to sit and then sat across from her. "Pick what you like to eat." He handed her a plate and a set of chopsticks.There were all sorts of foods on the table.All were made by top chefs, and for Stella to pick.She took in a deep breath. “It’s only a dinner. Did you have to make it this grand?”“At least I’ll know what you like to eat,” Weston replied logically.Her movement stopped and she put her hand on the chair and subconsciously looked at the man in front of her.They locked into each other gazes.She suddenly remembered something, and her lips curved into a smile, and she let out a laugh.But she wasn't sure if the smile

"I know you're uncomfortable. just say it," he said, his forehead pressing against hers. She cocked her head. "I'm not at all bothered. I'm overjoyed, in fact, If I were the old me, I would’ve been overjoyed to see you being so thoughtful."Even though he asked someone else to prepare the table of food, as long as he commands, anyone would be willing to do it for him.How can such a man understand the agony of putting effort just to be trodden, neglected, and hurt?He would never understand it.Everything that he was doing right now was only to make himself feel better for all the hurt he has done to her before.He thought he could transform her back into the old Stella, who used to adore him with all her heart.But the reality was there was no turning back.The old Stella was gone. She was now Ella.Wasn’t this what Weston wanted?She saw the pain in his eyes and suddenly reached out her hand to caress his face.Her fingers put on some force and her nails touched his face.

“Of course.” He combed his fingers through her hair.He seemed to enjoy playing with her hair, and he wanted to keep them in his hands and play with them, no matter what he was doing.Stella despised strangers stroking her hair, especially when she was actually her parents' precious possession.At that time, she had grown up with a lot of privilege and squeamish habits, but the realities of life soon smoothed that out, leaving nothing behind.Seeing that she was so obedient, he calmed down a little. “What movie do you want to watch?” as asked while carrying her to the movie room.There was everything inside the mansion, even a nursery.She used to like decorating every part of the villa, but Weston had never been to the nursery, and he didn’t know what was inside.As they walked past the room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and subconsciously peeked at the door.She noticed this and smiled.The smile was meaningful. “In the future, you can take Stella and your two children

Stella didn’t say a word.He knew she must be having severe gastric pains considering how badly she was shaking. "Does this have anything to do with what you ate?"She remained mute and turned to the other side, her eyes tightly clenched.He was on the verge of exploding at this point but swallowed his rage at the sight of her suffering, mainly because it broke his heart to see her in that way. "Why didn't you stop eating if you knew you couldn't eat it?"He thought she knew her limits, and he did, in fact, stop her right in time, but never thought that the little she had was enough to put her in so much pain.“Do you even care for your health?”She opened her mouth as if to say something but the pain she was in made her lose all her strength. Even speaking was extremely difficult.“Water” was all she managed to say.Weston stood up immediately to get a glass of warm water. He tried to feed it to her, but she was in so much pain that she barely had the strength to open her mout