Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 576

Chapter 576

“You must discuss things with him in advance,” Zeta said without further thought. “These drugs will take a toll on your body if you keep taking them.” 

Stella asked in a light voice, “Is now the only time I can come over to get the pills from you?” 

Zeta furrowed her brows, knowing that it would be tough to change Stella’s mind at this moment. “Yes, I only have time right now. If you can make a trip here, I’ll be waiting for you in the office…” 

Stella took a deep breath. “All right, then.” 

Even if there was a good chance she’d bump into someone she didn’t want to see, the thought of having to endure the torture over the next month made her decide to step into the hospital again. 

The hospital was so large, anyway, and she might not necessarily see them. 

In the office. 

Zeta said, “This is enough for one month. Come find me again if you need more.” 

She handed the pill bottle to Stella. 

Stella was about to reach out to take the bottle when Zeta suddenly stopped her, “I’m being serious. It’s not that I want to interfere in your private life, but this drug has its side effects, not to mention hormone pills… You should think this through. Do you have to ruin your own health just for a man?” 

Stella shook her head, “It’s not because of a man. I just…” 

Her knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists. 

There was no way she could accept Weston just like that. Without the drug’s effect, she wouldn’t stand physical intimacy with him. 

VU 

If she didn’t take the pills, there was no way she could fulfill their one-year agreement. 

She had no idea what Weston would do to deal with her and Roger. 

“It’ll just be for a year…” Stella looked at her. “I’m sure I won’t need these pills in a year.” 

“One year?!” Zeta furrowed her brows. “What exactly…” 

The two of them heard the commotion on Stella’s side and looked over. 

Stella stepped back instinctively and used the door to block her from her sight. 

“What’s the matter ?” Guinevere looked at Weston, confused. 

Weston retracted his gaze. “Nothing.” 

With that, he left with her in his arms. 

Stella hid behind the door while staring at them from their backs. 

Standing in a blurry daze, she felt like she had just been given a tight slap. 

She was like a pitiful and miserable clown, always hidden in the shadows. 

Each time she wanted to leave the shadows, she would find herself trapped by Weston. 

The last time she asked him if he was in love with her, he didn’t deny it.