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.

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

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

she faced some issues in childbirth and she was not well for a period of time right after she gave birth, she did not spend much time with Zack. 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

her, though. The family spent

lack the nutrition it

did not manage to cover the gap in their mother-child

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

you insist on making him cry?” Weston looked at her, not in frustration, but not with eagerness

was exceedingly patient

at their disposal, and no lack of professional help in everything. They didn’t need to lift a finger and therefore lacked the opportunity to display their love

to wear his heart on his sleeve in the first place, and

his son, after all. He could not ignore