All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 781 - Chapter 790

Stella’s eyelashes trembled. She knew that she was in no position to speak more about leaving at this point.He had saved her, after all, and she would seem very ungrateful to confront him at this time.Thus, she could only nod and lean into his arms, saying, “I know,” in a hoarse voice.She did not let many people know about her hospitalization.Roger did call her in the past two days, but Weston was the one who replied instead of her.After hearing this, she took her phone hastily. “How can you reply to my messages without permission? What if he finds out!”Weston, working on the documents, put his finger on his glabella. “I don’t think he’ll realize it isn’t you from a few text messages.”Stella pursed her lips and said nothing. She was only relieved after reading through his entire message conversation with Roger. “He’s a smart one. Every time I video call him, I’ll have to find the right angle, or he will know I am not at home.”Weston had dealt with Roger before and kne

She had never been introduced to his family, nor had she ever felt a part of their family.“Don’t worry. My answer remains the same.”Stella looked at him and affirmed, “I will go as soon as you can figure out how, and you won't have to worry that I will be attached to him because he saved my life.”When she said that, Warren was relieved but a little puzzled. “You really don't have any feelings for him?”He looked at her. “I’m not bragging about my grandson, but with Weston’s condition, as you can see, all a famous girl like Guinevere is asking is for Weston to look at her. He is an impeccable man who treats you so well and obviously cares about you a lot. Are you not even a little bit moved?”Stella understood what he was saying. It was not just an expression but also a test.She looked into his eyes and said, “I don't know what people as high and mighty as you guys think the definition of being nice to someone is. You think he's being nice to me by feeding me, clothing me, and

“Yes.”Weston replied and let her go. “Do you want to eat anything?”“Just wash an apple for me.”Weston picked the largest one in the basket, sat next to her, and started to peel it.Stella watched his action and thought for a bit. “You know how to do these things?”“Not everyone gets to enjoy such a service,” Weston said. “You are first.”Stella’s eyes flickered.If it was in the past, she might have been really touched.But now, her heart had long become a pool of stagnant water, and it was hard to make it ripple.“I just heard from Grandfather that the Cohens have been looking for her… Would it be difficult for you?”She studied him carefully from his side.The man simply looked down at the apple in his hands without responding.His hands were exquisite, with long, slender fingertips and well-defined bones.The fruit knife in his hand seemed like a scalpel, and instead of peeling an apple, he appeared to be doing some advanced surgery.Stella admired his beautiful mov

Suddenly, he saw her frowning as if she was talking in her sleep, and his eyes darkened.Even if she was just babbling softly, he could still hear what she was saying.All she could think about was that child.　　......Inside the office.The doctor was in a dilemma. "With Ms. Ella’s condition, it is difficult for her to get pregnant again. She has HH-type blood, and if the first child wasn’t saved, the second child would likely have hemolysis, which is deadly for both the pregnant mother and the child."“Are there no other ways?”"It’ll be tough with our current technology. Even if she manages to get pregnant, it might cause irreparable damage to her."Weston frowned and asked, "Can't you find a way to avoid hemolysis?"The doctor sighed. "I can understand your feelings, but... I will discuss this with my colleagues and see if we come up with any solution. My suggestion is that you seek the opinion of internationally renowned experts. Perhaps there is another way, but the chan

Weston’s voice was sharp and icy, like the voice of the devil.Guinevere’s eyes widened immediately. "My parents are here?""Go for a blood transfusion now, and I might just let you meet them. Otherwise, you will watch them suffer."“How could you do this to me!”She gazed at him with reddened eyes. "Is our relationship nothing compared to a substitute?""I'll say it once. The decision is yours."Weston tightened the grip of his hands. "Go do the blood transfusion or die here."Instantly, she could feel her breathing being constricted, followed by suffocating despair. She looked at him with a flushed face, unable to say a word.It wasn't until he let go of his hand that the feeling of suffocation eased a little.She fell to the ground, gasping for breath.After a long pause, Guinevere looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes."Do you have to be so cruel?"He laughed. "You said it yourself that she’s just a substitute. If she is gone, I can still find someone