บททั้งหมดของ Mr. Ford Is Jealous: บทที่ 401 - บทที่ 410

With that, Guinevere asked her assistant to present Stella with a welcome gift. Each of the crew received an ordinary gift box, but this time, Stella received a wedding favor that Guinevere had given out previously. Her assistant brought over a red gift box and handed it to Stella. Stella did not immediately receive the gift, which made Guinevere appear to think of something, “Oh yes, I forgot. This is Weston and my wedding gift. It’s just a little token that we prepared for everyone in the crew to share our joy. I previously distributed it to the team, but I’m not sure if you received it. I want to make sure that you receive your portion…” Ensuring that Stella received her portion was just an excuse for Guinevere to show off in front of her. Stella remained calm and composed even as she witnessed Guinevere doing all she could to declare her ownership over Weston. She reached out to receive the gift, after which Guinevere released her hand and said, “Apologies, I have to ta

“What exactly do you want?” Henry suddenly looked at him coldly. “I don’t want anything except to be your friend.” Xavier cracked a nonchalant smile as he reached out a hand to pat him on his shoulder. “I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry. You’re Weston’s friend, and I’m his uncle. How could I possibly do anything to harm him? At most, I’ll just fight with him over the family inheritance. Don’t be so worried.” … On set. Stella was prepared for what was to come. The wire that was supposed to be strapped on Guinevere was now tightly secured on her back. Both ladies were of similar build, and it didn’t take much time to adjust the harness and wire. In order to run from this space to the other side of the cliff and then fly back down, the most critical thing was to maintain balance and keep the movements clean and sharp. That would help make for a good take. Guinevere’s movements for this scene differed from those Stella practiced earlier, as the swordsmanship b

Even as he patted Zack on the back, Chris was watching for Wendy's reaction—seeing that there was none, he presumed that she was just asking casually.Breathing a sigh of relief, he chuckled at her. "Really? Are you getting jealous like a teenage girl at your age?"Wendy raised a brow. "And I guess you're an expert on young girls?" "You're just giving me rope to hang myself, huh?" Chris retorted as he returned Zack to her. "That said, you'll always be a young girl in my perspective." As Zack put an arm over Wendy's shoulder and leaned on her, she smiled. "You really shouldn't listen to hearsay all the time. Don't you know how I feel toward you? It's been years, and you should start believing in me."Despite her smile, Wendy felt cold inwardly. Are all men geniuses when it comes to deception? Did he not feel guilty at all when he said something like that?***Within the Ford Corporation offices, everyone in the meeting room was afraid to make a sound. Weston was frowning

Feeling utterly grumpy, Guinevere flung her phone off to a corner. Her assistant was nearby, and when he heard the racket, he quickly sprang to his feet in panic, worried that Guinevere was upset about his work performance. "What's the matter, Miss Cohen?"If it had been any other day, Guinevere would have thought nothing of her assistant's overreaction. However, it was a complete eyesore for her right now. What was with that look? Was he worried that she was going to kill him? Was she really that intimidating?Guinevere never thought highly of her assistant before, but now, she was upset, especially with Ella's assistant serving as a stark contrast nearby.Had she been unfair to these people? Why were they all acting so afraid of her?!"It's nothing. Mind your own business!" Even as those frustrating thoughts clouded her mind, she sprang to her feet and stormed off without looking back.Her assistant was left behind, turning pale and unsure as to how he had angered her this

Bradley said nothing, but merely kept his eyes fixed on Guinevere, as if he had seen through her in an instant. She made a face, but simply walked away to sit in front of her dressing table, staring at her own reflection as she said, "Don't worry. This won't happen again."Bradley left once he had her assurance, but as soon as he was gone, Guinevere swept every cosmetic product off the table, sending them crashing to the floor. Though she appeared in control just a moment ago, there was every sign of her losing control once again. She worked hard to calm her heartbeat, and took the bottle of pills from the pouch she carried everywhere, and took one. Still, it took her a long while to calm down. Suddenly, her phone started ringing, and her eyes lit up the instant she saw who was calling. "Weston?" she exclaimed his name in delight. "What's up?"After all, she did not expect a call from him at this hour—he should be at work right now, and they usually called each other in their