Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 378

Chapter 378 Guinevere was still in turmoil. 

“What if I told you that I insist on having you here with me?” 

Weston swept a cool glance at her and said, “No one can force me to do anything.” 

He then turned around and walked out the door. “From now on,” he added, “you can stay here whenever you like. You don‘t have to ask for my permission. The keys are near the entrance door. I will change the ownership of this apartment and put it under your name.” 

He then closed the door behind him and left. 

It was a thick door, but the sound of Guinevere‘s piercing scream could still be heard outside. 

Guinevere collapsed on the living room floor. She kneeled there and screamed her lungs out while pulling on her hair. She had tried so hard for so long to be let into this apartment, yet now that she finally had her wish, it turned out to be an empty, meaningless victory. It was as if fate was mocking her. 

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past three in the morning, but Stella still

she closed her eyes, vivid images of the same dreadful incident

of the day when she

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blood and mangled flesh that used to be her baby. The sound of a baby crying for their mother rang in her ears. She wanted to answer the baby, but she couldn‘t even open her mouth because a man was grabbing her throat with his large rough hand, choking her as he whispered

standing nearby. Stella cried and begged for his mercy, pleading for him to rescue her, but he paid no mind to her. Instead, he pulled Guinevere into his arms and left

and utterly dejected, she jumped off

in bed, awoken by the intense pain in the dream. Her

window. There was no sign of it letting up. It was only getting heavier and heavier, and

lightning illuminated the whole room. For a brief moment, it was as bright as day.

the man lying beside her.

was still shaken up by the nightmare, and seeing his face clearly churned up all the violent emotions inside her. They gradually built up

The man did not respond. His hair was wet, as if he had come back from the rain outside and went to bed straight away without drying it first. His arm was still around her waist, and his whole body was leaning against hers. Stella shoved his arm away. Weston‘s brows knitted. His expressions soured,

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