Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 946

Chapter 946 

Earlier, in Henry's ward. The contents of the IV dripped slowly into the patient’s green veins. Weston stood at the door and looked inside the ward.

Then, he pushed the door open and walked in. There wasa nice wheelchair and a pair of crutches by the bedside table. Henry was lying on the hospital bed. When he saw Weston walking in, his gaze followed him. 

“That's rare. You're so well-informed this time.” Weston grabbed a chair and sat next to Henry's bed. 

“ You've misunderstood. I accompanied my wife to the hospital today. We heard from Zeta that you were here. What happened? Are you in sick again?” The two men had never spoken nicely to each other. Henry was used to Weston's cold words and did not take them to heart. Indifferently, he spoke, “Don't worry. I'm not dead yet. Accompany your wife and leave me alone."

 Weston laughed and picked up a financial magazine. 

“It's been so many years. You should get back on your feet. Don't be a cripple." 

“Don't worry about my business.” 

“I have no intention to do so. I'm just staying for half an hour." Henry frowned and observed Weston. 

“What do you mean? Aren't you accompanying Stella to the doctor? Why are you here for half an hour?” 

"She feels uncomfortable with me around.”

 "Fine.” Henry did not bother to waste time bickering with him. 

"You're the only one who'll treat her like a treasure. She even ran away from your wedding. I thought you'd at least teach her a lesson.” Henry laughed at him. 

“Mr. Ford, that's not like you." Weston put down the magazine , revealing a stony face. Henry laughed again. 

"You should see the look on your face. I knew you'd only react when someone talked about her.” Weston sneered coldly. 

"If that woman doesn't come back, are you going to waste your life on her forever?” Henry's smile disappeared because of Weston's question, and his eyes became as hard as a rock. A short moment later, he said, “She won't come back.” 

When Angelina turned around and saw Weston sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she froze.

 “Mr. Ford?” Weston glanced at her and recognized her as Stella's friend. Angelina looked a lot like Faye. He then looked at Henry as if to ask him what Angelina was doing there. Henry rubbed his temple and felt a slight headache . He did not feel like explaining, so he gestured to Angelina.

" Tell him why I ended up in the hospital.” Angelina explained embarrassedly, “I accidentally bumped into Mr. Moore yesterday ... and I bumped into him twice. The second time I bumped into him, I flipped his wheelchair over." 

Angelina felt more remorseful as she explained, “I know Mr. Moore has been having trouble with his leg. I was concerned and came over to visit him. Since you're okay, I'll leave first. I'll take care of the medical bills too..." 

Weston finally looked at her and looked at her in a slight surprise. He asked in an indifferent tone, "You flipped his wheelchair?" 

After all, Henry was a big tall man. Even though he had been in the wheelchair for a few years and neglected exercise, he still wasn't a man that a small girl could easily overturn. Angelina became more embarrassed at that. She muttered, “I'm... quite strong." 

Angelina looked thin and small and studied art, but she did indeed pack a punch. According to her parents, she had loved fighting since she was a child. She would fight the boys and even against three opponents at the same time. 

Being a natural fighter, she had never lost a fight in her life. When she was in high school, she started helping others in need. When she was in college, she even caught a pervert on the bus.