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.

unsure of how to deal with the baby. She could only hold Zack stiffly in her arms and

coax him, the louder Zack wailed until he almost couldn’t breathe. Guinevere had no choice but to hand the baby back to the nanny The nanny immediately came forward and patted Zack’s back. “My 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 the pitiful look on his face broke the nanny’s heart. “Don’t cry,

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

though. The

the child did not lack the

the gap in their

towards Weston who was just standing at the side and asked him, “Do

him cry?” Weston looked at her, not

times and was

of professional help in everything. They didn’t need to lift a finger and therefore lacked the opportunity to display their love and affection

on his sleeve in the

his son, after all. He could not