Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 941

Chapter 941 

Zeta thought things might be different because of this. 

Earlier, she thought that Stella might have given birth to a child when she disappeared to live as Ella for a year. However, it seemed like Stella was not blessed with luck. 

Stella appeared as if she was over it. She reassured her with a smile, “It‘s fine. It‘s been a long time.” 

Zeta rarely felt so awkward and had to change the subject. “By the way, I haven‘t congratulated you. Happy wedding.” 

When she learned that Ella was the same person as Stella, she thought about going to congratulate her on her wedding. However, she gave up knowing that Xavier would be at the wedding too. She planned to give her the wedding gift whenever she met her later. 

Stella smiled. “Thanks.” 

Zeta opened her work dashboard and got to work. “Let‘s get down to business. Why did you come today? Is something wrong?” 

When Zeta got serious, she subconsciously exuded an air of calmness. 

Stella said, “It‘s the same problem as before. After I stopped the medication, I felt worse than before.” 

Zeta paused a little. “The same problem…” 

It was hard for Zeta not to look at Weston without judgment. 

If it was the same problem, it meant Stella could not get into the mood to have sex with him. She needed the medication to feel less uncomfortable. 

Weston did not look at Zeta. He kept tapping his long fingers on the back of Stella’s chair and appeared full of patience. 

Zeta coughed lightly to get Weston‘s attention. She asked him, “That kind of medicine is harmful to the body. Why weren‘t you a little more diligent and brought her to the doctor before? Why did you let her figure it out alone?” 

At that time, she did not know that Ella was the same person as Stella. She did not know that Stella was with Weston. 

Zeta could only give her professional advice from a doctor‘s perspective . However, she could not influence her decision. If she had known, she wouldn‘t have just stood by with only a few words of advice. 

Zeta began speaking in an interrogative tone, forgetting about Weston‘s identity. 

Weston was not annoyed. He stopped tapping his fingers and said, “It was my mistake.”