บททั้งหมดของ Mr. Ford Is Jealous: บทที่ 891 - บทที่ 900

Their wedding day was drawing near, but Warren Ford still showed no sign of taking any action.Even Roger had been discharged from the hospital.Stella stood at the window wall of the bedroom and leaned against its frame, staring vacantly out.Suddenly she was enfolded by a warm embrace from behind. She felt a soft pair of lips brushing against her ear and nibbling at it.“What’s on your mind?” Weston asked, his voice still hoarse, having just gotten out of bed. As it was the weekend, he had a rare and cherished chance to sleep in today.“I was just wondering… Will it rain on our wedding day?”It was dark and overcast outside. Thick dark clouds covered the sky, and the humidity in the air was palpable.“No,” he whispered in her ear, his hands already under her thin nightgown. “Our wedding day will be bright and beautiful.”The rough, big palms of his hands sent waves of electric shocks as they slid across her skin. Stella tried to wriggle her way out, but he only clasped her wa

“It looks like you really don’t want to marry him…” Warren sighed. “But that’s probably a good thing. You won’t be too upset when you hear where he was two days ago.”Stella was speechless for a few seconds before she asked, “...What are you talking about?”“A few days ago,” Warren slowly explained while studying her expressions, “Weston went to see Guinevere. Nothing surprising about that, of course, considering they’ve known each other since childhood and were sweethearts for many years. In fact, it was only expected that Weston would visit her after what she had been through.”Warren examined Stella’s expressions. When he noticed that she seemed unperturbed, he smiled and added, “But you don’t have any desire to be with him anyway, am I right? In that case, I’m sure the news didn’t upset you at all.”“There’s nothing to be upset about,” said Stella. Her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes were devoid of joy. “Everything’s just as I expected.”Sitting across Warren, she picke

Ben was already waiting for Weston in the office with a stack of documents in hand, ready to accompany him to the meeting, when he was signalled to wait outside as Weston continued his phone call.“I don’t think this is up for discussion, Grandpa. If the Cohen family still insists, let them come straight to me.”“Weston,” Warren sighed. “I completely understand you. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t agree to it myself… but regardless of everything that’s happened, Guinevere is still Zack’s mother. No matter how much resentment you harbor for each other, we must never do anything that could sever our ties with the Cohens, do you understand? Besides…”Warren paused and turned to look at Stella before adding, “All the gossip and news of your scandals have turned our family into a laughing stock. We’ll have to maintain our reputation this time. We’ll just let Guinevere attend the wedding, that’s all. We’ll make sure that she stays in a secret corner that no reporters would ever find.”

Weston’s fingers wandered across Stella’s face, caressing her smooth skin.“I…”Stella looked up at him. She had intended to ask him the question, but her tongue was tied as soon as she opened her mouth.If he really wanted her to know the truth, he would’ve told her by now, yet he would avoid the questions and kept responding with vague, evasive answers. That, in itself, was already an answer, wasn’t it? They would just go on as they did when their relationship was still a secret. Since he didn’t want to answer, she would just stop asking. There was no need to disrupt the fragile peace between them.“Nothing,” Stella leaned her head against his shoulder and gently hugged him. “It’s just that I can’t believe we’re really getting married…”Her eyes were icy cold as she spoke. She had always been forced to give in to Guinevere’s requests. Back then, she had had to endure Guinevere’s assaults quietly without the power to retaliate. Yet, even after asking for her hand in marriage,

“Mr. Ford…”“Good afternoon Mr. Ford!”The room was filled with voices greeting Weston. He nodded slightly at everyone in acknowledgment, before his eyes fell on Stella, and his eyes stayed glued on her.The sight of her in the wedding dress mesmerized him so much that he could only stand in complete silence.The last time they got married, all they did was sign their names on dotted lines and not much else. Stella was not someone special to him back then, so he didn’t bother making any effort. Though he treated her with dignity and respect, the fact remained that he didn’t have any feelings for her.In the end, all they did was invite Roger out for dinner. He didn’t even inform any of his friends or family. He remembered how Stella thanked him for settling her brother’s medical bills. The overall impression the day left on his mind was that the marriage was a transactional exchange.Yet, before he could realize it, his mind would shift to Stella every time he stood on top of a