All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 981 - Chapter 990

Guinevere originally intended to prevent Stella from getting closer to Zack by building a stronger bond with him. But if she were perfectly honest, she had to admit that she never nearly had the patience to deal with Zack herself.Thus, the best solution was to let Wendy take Zack.Hearing Guinevere’s suggestion, Wendy frowned, looked at her derisively, and jeered, “Didn’t you tell Father that you wanted to spend more time with Zack so you two could bond? So what happened? Don’t you want to get closer to your son now that Stella is not here?”Guinevere turned deathly pale. She hung her head low and said nothing, not knowing how to explain herself.Seeing that, Chris turned to Wendy with some discontent and scolded, “Why do you keep embarrassing her like that? You’re not young anymore, you know…”He’d been bringing up her age a lot lately. “Fine!” Wendy glowered at him. “Just think of me as a nosy old woman! Just continue with whatever you were doing, and don’t mind me!”As she

Stella appeared calm and composed, but her back was soaked with cold sweat.“Mom?” she asked while resolutely putting on a calm facade, perhaps because she was hiding something. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing…” answered Wendy with a shake of her head. Stella’s voice brought her senses back.Sure that Stella must’ve not known about how poisonous the oleanders were, she tried to warn her. “That plant over there…”Crash!Before she could finish, a loud noise coming from the window interrupted her.The two women jumped in fright. They hurried to where the noise came from and saw a black figure crashing into the room from outside. The window had been broken in, and the floor was littered with shards of shattered glass—“Careful!”Stella’s split-second response managed to stop Wendy from getting hit by the flying glass.Wendy was so spooked that her face turned white as a sheet. She stood motionless and stared at the figure lying on the floor. “What… What on earth is going on here…?” sh

Weston made Stella stand up. She glanced at her potted plants destroyed by the man who fell in earlier and became somewhat distressed.“The soil is full of broken glass…” she grumbled.“Let others deal with it.”Weston’s eyebrows twitched when he saw that she was about to clean up the soil with her bare hands. With a much sterner voice, he told her, “Stop. You’ll hurt your hands.”He forbade her from doing anything else and pulled her away.“Did you get hurt just now?”“No,” she shook her head. “I didn’t.”She then paused to think before asking, “Does your mom have a heart disease?”“Yeah,” he answered briefly, casting his eyes down at her. “She’s had it for many years.“We’ll move to another room,” he told her as he led her to the bathroom. “Someone will come and move our stuff later. Right now, you should wash all the dirt off your paws.”Weston was a notorious neat freak. In fact, he was almost at his limit when he had to suppress his revulsion while holding her dirty ha

Once the staff had moved everything upstairs, Stella immediately closed the door. Within a quarter of an hour, the extremely efficient crew had cleared up the old room and moved everything to the new room upstairs.The Ford Mansion was so massive that it contained hundreds of rooms. Because of Weston’s obsession with cleanliness, he would never stay in a room that had been used before. Luckily, very few had ever been to the upper floors of the Ford Mansion. The suites there were also brighter and more spacious than the ones below. The potted plants were arranged on the balcony of the new room just as they were previously. Stella walked over to the oleander plant, kneeled down, and carefully observed it. Some promising flower buds had already shown themselves. After tonight, they would all be in full bloom.With that in mind, she plucked one, careful not to touch the moist sap on it, and calculated how many she would need to have enough poison to kill an adult.How many she w

It all happened so suddenly that no one had the time to react. There was a sizzling sound coming from that glass bottle. Stella’s eyes widened—At that critical moment, she had a hunch that the liquid inside the bottle was acid!She could only watch as the liquid was hurled toward her. There was no way that she could escape it now. The man was obviously aiming it at her. The last thing she saw before she could react was seeing the liquid coming at her head-on. “Aaaah!” a piercing scream rang through the hall—The whole table was turned into chaos.Everyone there could only watch as it happened in front of their eyes. None of them moved or reacted.Just as Stella had lost all hope, a tall figure cropped up by her side—Without the least hesitation, Weston grabbed Stella’s shoulders and turned her around, locking her in his arms.The pain that Stella expected to feel never came…She shut her eyes tight, but she heard Weston grunt above her. Then she felt his grip around her s