All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 731 - Chapter 740

The music died down. Stella placed her hands on the piano keys as she collected herself. It had been so long since she last touched a piano that she almost forgot that she used to be known as a pianist with immense potential, having earned numerous international awards at a young age. Afterward, due to the tragedy that struck her family, she had no choice but to embark on a profession that could earn her cash instantly. Clearly, the situation that she and Roger found themselves in back then did not allow her to pursue further education in music. Thankfully, she was also extremely talented in dancing, good enough to take up the role of a dance teacher. She had initially wanted to part-time as a piano teacher as well, but a teacher who couldn’t even afford a piano for herself probably wouldn’t be credible in the eyes of the parents. After she was finished playing the piece, Stella suddenly felt bashful. “It’s been so long since I touched a piano. I’ve gotten rather rusty…”

At the hospital. Being well acquainted with the way to Zeta’s office, Stella was there in no time. Zeta was still in her casual clothes, having no time to get changed into her doctor’s robe. “I was supposed to only report to work tomorrow, but I guess it’s just as well that I’m here. I could tidy my documents.” “I’m sorry for interrupting your plans.” Stella sat before her, “I had to bother you for my medicine the moment you returned.” “It’s fine.” Zeta was still very concerned about Stella’s situation. “Are you and your boyfriend… still not on the same page?” Stella paused for a moment before nodding. Zeta sighed. “Why don’t you let your boyfriend get himself checked out? It’s unsustainable, him having such a high sex drive.” Stella’s brows furrowed, and she asked doubtfully, “Is that a problem that warrants a doctor’s visit?” What kind of solution was there, anyway? She had only heard of men seeing the doctor for erectile dysfunction. Zeta thought about it and

Stella took the medicine from Zeta. “Thanks, Dr. Taylor. I’ll be off, if there’s nothing else.” Zeta nodded. Daisy was very curious about why Stella was there and asked, “Ms. Steele, are you ill?” She was only curious about Ella because of Weston. After all, she was the only woman around Weston at this point in time. A corner of Stella’s mouth lifted in a smile that hardly reached her eyes as she replied, observing the most basic of courtesy, “Just something minor, nothing much.” Daisy wanted to ask more, but Zeta came to Stella’s rescue, “This is a patient’s privacy. Ms. Daisy, please stop probing so much.” Daisy furrowed her brows. For some reason, she could sense animosity from Zeta. “I’m sorry, I was just asking Ms. Steele…” “She’s my patient,” Zeta cut her off. There was a subtle hint of contention between both women. Daisy stood by Xavier’s side. Xavier caught her hint and glanced at Zeta. Upon seeing that Zeta didn’t even bother looking at him, a slight

His contempt and agitation had reached a breaking point. Daisy noticed that something was wrong. “Why are you so angry?” She furrowed her brows and surveyed him. Xavier snapped back to attention and rubbed in between his brows. “Nothing, I just don’t fancy being talked back to like that…” “When did you get so emotionally affected?” Daisy chuckled as she teased. “It’s not like you at all.” Xavier’s face darkened. “Daisy, I’m serious about you, but it doesn’t mean you can test my boundaries.” Daisy’s face froze. “How am I testing your boundaries?” “Whatever it is…” Xavier retracted his gaze. “I don’t like paranoid women.” … In the office. Zeta heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Ella. “Thank you for helping me out just now.” Stella shook her head. “I wasn’t much help… it’s just that I can tell Xavier probably brought Daisy along to spite you.” He was clearly here to kick up a fuss, but what she couldn’t figure out was his objective. Zeta furrowed her b

Stella fell silent. It did look like she was complaining to him, and she suddenly felt rather abashed. Weston pinched her cheeks which inevitably pouted her lips. He looked down at her and probed, “Tell me, how did he bully you?” Stella recounted the incident today, except with added details of her own. Weston listened attentively to her as he combed his fingers through her hair. Stella saw no other reaction from him and felt rather displeased. “Why are you just listening and not commenting?” “What do you want me to do?” Stella suddenly sat up in his arms and looked at him. A while later, she slouched, deflated. “Forget it…” There was a tinge of despondence in her eyes. “I better forget it.” Leaving him with those words, she stood up to leave. Weston pulled her back by her wrist. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t stand up for you.” He kissed her cheeks and reached into her shirt. “Just that I charge interest.” Stella hooks her arms around his neck. The medicine was t