Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 694

Chapter 694 Stella rubbed her wrist and continued provoking Guinevere. “I’m not interested in another woman’s child, but… when I saw Zachary earlier, I didn’t find him as annoying as before…” She smiled at Guinevere. “He’s pretty cute. Maybe we shouldn’t get him involved in the grown-ups’ disagreement. Don’t you think so? If Weston brings him to me again, I should give him a good hug…”
“Don’t you dare!” Guinevere shoved her away. “That’s my son! Stay away from him!” Stella stumbled a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Guinevere was out of her mind. She rushed to Stella and grabbed her by her dress. She warned her fiercely, “You b* tch! Do you hear me? Stay away from Weston and Zachary!”
Stella leaned on the sink partially and looked at Guinevere with her face distorted in anger.
She said with a cynical look, “You should tell Weston that. I never asked for it. He’s the one who wanted me to get along with Zachary. I just can’t reject him…”
“Shut up! That’s impossible … Just shut up!” Guinevere
raised her hand and wanted to slap her. Stella’s eyes changed. She pushed her away and stood up. “You’re crazy!”
Her short sentence made Guinevere stiffen for a moment. She turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

Indeed, she looked like a mad woman. She had never thought she would show all her ugly and hysterical true colors one day.
In the past, she could remain indifferent in front of Stella. Although Stella and Weston were married , she felt like Weston had only married her to piss her off.
Why did she lose her temper all because of Ella? How did she make her so mad?
While Guinevere was still lost in thought, Stella pushed her away and walked out. When Guinevere had pushed her earlier, her clothes had been stained with water. She looked a little messy. Stella was born with a beautiful appearance. Her skin was fair and clear. She rarely needed heavy makeup. No one could tell if she wore makeup in her natural look.
Stella was in a vulnerable position because of her passiveness.
If she wanted to control her fate, she would have to grow stronger. She had to make her weakness her strength. She did not want to be suppressed any longer. Otherwise, she
would always be bullied by others.
The water from the stains on her clothes were dripping to the ground. Then, she saw a tall figure at the end of the corridor walking toward her.
Stella withdrew her gaze and acted like she did not see him. She walked forward without looking at him.
Weston grabbed her arm and pulled her. Both of them
stumbled into a guest room.
Click. A click sounded; Weston had locked the door from inside.
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