Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240

Henry came back to his senses and pressed his finger on his temple He said a little helplessly, We grew up together. You should understand Weston’s character Do you think a child would change his decision?” Guinevere dendied her fist and tumed her head away as a tear fell from the corner of her eye. “But I can’t turn back anymore The baby is bom Do you understand?” 

of course I understand ” Henry pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached her He reached out and wiped the tears away from the corner of her eyes. “Don’t cry. Tell me what do you need me to do for you?” His gentleness put Guinevere in a brief trance She looked at him almost obsessively “You’re alwzys well – informed Can you tell me about the woman that Weston mel at Lowe Garden the other day?” After a long thought, she decided that the only way to go was to start with the woman Weston stopped sharing his whereabouts these days. The only news she knew was that he met a woman at Lowe Garden She could not think of any other breakthrough Guinevere knew there was a problem between them Stella was the problem. However, Stella was dead she died after falling from a building. There was no way for her to seek trouble with a dead woman 

People said that the dead would always be missed, but she did not think so. Stella was already dead Stella’s influence might affect Weston, but it was limited After a long time, wo would remember Stella’s existence? 

However, things were different now she should be wary of the threat from the new woman. Besides, Weston’s feeling for Stella was only guilt. Weston’s attitude towards her had changed a lot since she forced him to choose between Stella and her How could she not know? 

She just did not want to pierce this calm tide 

Her marriage to Weston was in jeopardy. Although Weston had promised their parents to get the marriage certificate as soon as possible, she could not settle down until she got the certificate. 

Henry listened to her words, but he did not react at first. Shortly after, he burst out laughing. “Gwen, you’re the daughter of the Cohen family. Why do you need my help and connections?” 

Guinevere’s face flushed a little. This should have been easy, but things were different now.