All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Guinevere stared coldly at the man in front of him. “Calm down? How can I calm down?”If Hayden was here, at least he could calm her down a little.But now, she was facing a psychiatrist who was unfamiliar to her, so she vented all the anger on him. “Is it you? Are you mocking me on purpose? You feel terrified seeing me like this, don’t you?”“No, I…” He ran out of words.This was beyond his professional capability. “I think I should call Dr. Quirk…”She grabbed his phone and smashed it onto the floor.The black smartphone shattered into pieces.The shards of glass were like her heart now, shattered and could never be glued back together again.She knew she was not sick.She was just sick at heart.As long as Weston was by her side, everything would be fine.But he was not.Where was he?...At Lowe Garden.Belle had packed her bags and was a little reluctant to leave the place.But Guinevere was chasing after her, as if she wanted to kill her.Hence, she had no other

“Hayden was occupied today, so he had his colleague take over. You know Guinevere’s emotions are very unstable now. His colleague simply could not calm her down. She is driving all over the town looking for that woman. I am not sure if she has found that woman or not. She has gotten rid of all the bodyguards I sent to keep an eye on her. You should go and take care of her. If something happens to her, you will need to answer to the Cohens.”At that point, he paused for a moment. “If Ella’s existence is exposed…”He did not need to say the rest for Weston to understand.Sure enough, there was a long silence on the other end.Henry heard the sound of fabric rubbing, followed by the man’s somewhat chilling reply. “Okay. Keep an eye on Guinevere, and I will take care of it.”“Alright.”He hung up and sighed, rubbing his brows.When he looked out the windows, the thunderstorm was raging, and the lightning struck.The curtain was blown open suddenly. As he stood in front of the large

Wasn’t it only natural that she, as his fiancée, would want to give her a piece of her mind?That was what she thought, and that was what she said.She even questioned Weston, “You said that you'd take care of me. I gave you Zachary. If it weren’t for you, would I suffer like this?”“For me?” Weston looked like he had heard the funniest joke in the world.The string that had been taut snapped at this moment. “Guinevere, you are sick, so you have a shield.”His tone was cold. “You can attack and slander anyone with impunity, but I hope you can recall what you’re saying now when you remember.“I, Weston, have wronged everyone but you.”The rain was getting heavier.It was almost pouring.The man’s words entered Guinevere’s ears word after word.They were sensible people but had both lost control at this moment.The tape on Belle’s mouth was ripped away. She felt pain and wanted to shout for help, but was forced to listen to their argument.Ben cast a cold look at her and warn

The question rattled Guinevere. She could not possibly return to Ford Mansion like this. Wendy would certainly be shocked and suspicious if she saw her in this state. Besides, Zack was still in Ford Mansion too, and he would be terrified of her if he saw her in this kind of mess. So where could she go?“I… I don’t know,” she finally answered in a hoarse voice. “Why don’t you just take me to any hotel nearby? I’ll get myself a room and spend the night there.”Her feeble voice made Weston frown. He remained silent and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.“You’ll spend the night at the Golden Eve Apartment,” he announced after a long pause as he massaged his temples.Guinevere’s eyes instantly lit up. She looked at Weston with bewilderment.Golden Eve Apartment was Weston’s own place outside of Ford Mansion. He had never brought anyone there before. Guinevere had been persuading him to let her stay there with him, but was always refused.She had only ever been there once, an

The thunderclap jolted her awake from the daze.Stella recoiled, and her body shivered violently. She tossed the pillow across the room, and it landed on the floor. She looked at Weston. Seeing that he was still sleeping, as if completely unaware of what just happened, she climbed out of bed to pick up the pillow and placed it where it belonged.She shrank away from Weston completely, aghast of what she was doing just now.She was trying to kill Weston.Her whole body quivered at that realization. She dreaded to think what would have happened had she succeeded in her attempt. Weston was a powerful and influential man. If someone of his stature was to be found dead in her bed, there was no way that she would be able to get away with it. There would be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Even her brother might be implicated too.Stella was inundated by a sense of remorse and regret.She felt remorseful for the horrendous act that she almost committed. At the same time, she regretted