Mr. Ford is Jealous

Weston’s words were still ringing in Stella’s mind even after he had left.

He was right. With her current circumstances, she couldn’t afford to raise a child on top of caring for herself and Roger.

It was probably her instincts that made her want to keep the child.

After learning that there was another life inside her, Stella naturally built up some sort of connection with it.

She looked down at her flat stomach, feeling disappointed.

“I’m sorry that we’re not fated to be together,” she said softly.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She looked up and said, “Come in.”

In came a young female doctor wearing black-framed glasses. She was tall and slender, and her thin face made her look dispassionate, but she had on a friendly expression.

“Are you feeling better?”

Stella nodded.

This was probably the doctor Weston had mentioned. “Are you here to perform a checkup?”

“Yeah.” The doctor went over to the balcony and pulled the curtains open.

As the sunlight shone in, Stella closed her eyes out of reflex.

The brightly lit room further accentuated how pale she looked.

The doctor sat down beside her. “My name is Zeta Taylor. You can just address me by my given name.”

Stella nodded. Her obedience baffled Zeta, but then Zeta seemed to have understood why and went on to say, “Mr. Ford might have already told you, but you will be undergoing an abortion procedure later on. It’s a simple process so you don’t have to feel pressured.”

Stella clenched her fists so tightly that her fingers were turning white, but she forced herself to nod.

“I understand.”

The woman watched her with clear eyes that were hiding behind her glasses. She suddenly reached out and patted the back of Stella’s hand. “It’s alright. I know that you find this hard to accept, but technology is advancing really fast nowadays. Who knows, you might still be able to have a child one day…”

Her words didn’t comfort Stella. Instead, Stella looked up at her, puzzled. “What do you mean by I might still be able to have a child one day…?”

Zeta paused. “Didn’t Mr. Ford tell you that your body isn’t suited for an abortion, and that you might not be able to bear a child after this?”

***

Stella felt like she was being shrouded by a shadow.

No matter how dazzling the sunlight was outside, her body felt no warmth.

Then, the sound of sturdy footsteps pulled her out of her spiraling thoughts.

She didn’t have to look up to know who was standing beside her.

“You’re here.”

Her voice sounded hoarse. She then looked up at Weston. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

When she had called Weston earlier, she heard Guinevere’s sweet voice complaining in the background and suddenly felt humiliated.

She didn’t want to keep seeing him either, for fear that others might assume she couldn’t part with him.

She only…

“The doctor says that I might not be able to bear a child anymore if I get an abortion. Did you know about this?”

Perhaps her rage had reached a boiling point, she sounded very calm.

“You called me all the way here because of this?” Weston frowned as he casually sat down on the sofa.

The sunlight shone in.

His features were further accentuated under the shadows. He had such a good-looking face, but the man was so aloof and unapproachable.

Stella stared straight at him. “Don’t you think I have the right to know?”

“You already know now.”

“But that’s because someone else told me! If Dr. Taylor hadn’t mentioned it, I might have already aborted the child…”

Her voice was getting louder and finally, angrier. “I might not be able to get pregnant again for the rest of my life.”

The man stared at her indifferently. “So?”

Stella took a deep breath as her body trembled slightly.

She already figured that Weston wouldn’t care, but she didn’t expect him to be so detached.

Even a normal person would have feelings for a dog they had been raising…

Her eyes suddenly turned red. “Please let me be…”

Stella’s voice was shaking as she said, “I’m begging you. I’d already agreed to abort this child, but the doctor says I might not be able to get pregnant anymore… I’m grateful that you’re willing to pay for Roger’s treatment, and I can slowly pay you back in the future…”

“Why did you marry me if you didn’t want me to get pregnant? This child might even be the only child I can ever have in this life…”