Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19 

Stella said nothing to Weston at all during the whole process of obtaining their divorce certificate.

Guinevere was waiting outside.

When she saw Weston come out, she immediately went over and latched onto his arm.

"Did everything go smoothly?"

Being a man of few words, Weston only grunted a reply, but it was obvious that he had a lot of patience to offer Guinevere.

After walking a few steps, Guinevere abruptly stopped and looked back at Stella.

"You came here by cab, didn’t you, Ms.Sealey? If you don’t mind, Weston and I can give you a ride."

Stella rejected her without hesitation.

"That’s alright.It’s easy to get a cab here."

Then, she walked past them to leave.

Guinevere raised her eyebrows slightly as she watched Stella leave, seemingly wanting to say more.

Weston retracted his gaze and said, "Gwen, don’t do anything unnecessary."

His voice was low as a whisper and there was a look of warning in his eyes.

Guinevere’s smile disappeared.

"Are you pitying her?"

Having said that, she felt the man’s aura abruptly darken.She turned and met Weston’s dark, cold eyes.

Guinevere internally shuddered.

She forced herself to smile and said, "I was just joking.You’re not going to argue with me over something so small, are you?"

Weston kept quiet and tugged at his shirt collar.

Guinevere wasn’t sure if he was being his usual quiet self, or if he was angry about what had happened earlier.

At the bottom of the stairs, Stella went over to the sidewalk, holding her phone as she waited for her order to be accepted.She only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

The two people’s gazes felt like daggers on her back, even though they probably weren’t looking at her.

A cab drove over but it didn’t stop.

Instead, it sped past and swept up a wave of dust.

Stella covered her mouth and coughed, trying to fan it away with her hand.

A sudden wave of disgust rushed up to her throat.

Her expression faltered and she rushed over to a nearby trash can to gag.

Guinevere was about to get into the car when she heard this.She abruptly looked over.

"What happened to her…?"

Weston went on to open the car door as if he didn’t hear anything.

"Get in."

But Guinevere retracted her hand and stared straight at him.

"You’re really not concerned about her at all?"

The man frowned as he looked at Guinevere.

"Gwen, there’s a limit to how emotional you can get."

Guinevere held back and smiled sarcastically.

"Don’t I have the right to be capricious when I’m pregnant with your child?"

Weston let go and hid his annoyance as he answered, "You do."

He looked straight at her.

"How do you plan to be capricious?"

Guinevere suddenly lost interest.

She cast Stella a glance before saying, "Let’s get in."

She sat inside, and Weston shielded her head out of habit as she got in.

Then, he sat beside her.

After he closed the door, Guinevere stared at his side profile.

When she saw how he showed no interest in Stella’s well-being at all, she leaned against his shoulder, feeling satisfied.

"Weston, I’m not that childish little girl from before anymore.I know that a relationship must be maintained by two people, so I’ll try my best to control my emotions from now on."