Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 48 When the two of them entered the baby’s room, the nanny was changing Zack’s diaper.

Weston stopped right outside the door and did not enter the room.

Guinevere did not notice him acting strangely and walked right into the baby’s room to take a look at Zack

Although the baby was still young, some of his features did bear some resemblance to the men of the Ford family. After changing the baby’s diaper, the nanny carried Zack from the cradle and approached Guinevere. “Ms. Cohen, do you want to carry him?”

At the nanny’s gesture, a look of displeasure flashed past Guinevere’s face. However, she said nothing since Weston was still around. Instead, she said, “Let me.” With that, she reached out to take the baby over from the nanny’s hands.

However, the moment she carried Zack who was still asleep in the nanny’s arms, his eyes flew open, and he stared at her wide-eyed for a few seconds before exploding into a deafening wail.

He raised his tiny fists and clumsily flung his hands around, his face flushed red with tears. He was clearly resisting Guinevere with all his might.

the baby. She could only

little young master, don’t cry, don’t cry…” It was only then that Zack calmed down. Tears hung from the corners of his eyes and

Coupled with the fact that she had hordes of professional help at home, given the wealth and opulence of the family, she hardly even carried the baby in her own arms ever since she gave birth to him. By the time she fully recovered, the child had begun fearing strangers. As an actor, Guinevere knew that it was a matter of time before she had to return to the showbiz. As such, she prioritized regaining her figure and did not bother breastfeeding

her, though. The family spent loads

that the child did not lack the nutrition it needed to grow

their mother-child relationship, which

the side and asked him,

making him cry?” Weston looked at her,

carry Zack a couple of times and was exceedingly patient with

help in everything. They didn’t need to lift a finger

heart on his sleeve in the first place,

son, after all. He could not ignore him completely,