Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 895

“Your grandfather’s impression of me isn’t good as it is,” Stella explained patiently. “He might have agreed for us to get married, but I still want to leave a better impression on him… The fact that he asked me to meet him must mean he’s giving me a chance. If I hesitate and bring you along with me, then I’ll never get another chance to get his approval.” “If he gives you any trouble,” Weston replied while stroking her face, “just tell me, and I’ll handle it.” “Okay,” she nodded. “You should probably cover up your neck a little…” Weston said as he adjusted Stella’s collar to hide the bright red hickeys he’d left. “And whose fault is this?!” she scolded him. “I told you to stop this morning, but you wouldn’t listen!” “Alright,” Weston chuckled and massaged the red marks on her skin. “I’ll pick you up this evening.” The manor Warren Ford lived in was a reasonable distance away from the city. When Stella arrived, it was already late afternoon.

look after, so Warren often found himself in unpleasant solitude whenever he felt unwell and lonely It was times like these that Chris Ford became useful again. “What’s so strange about me being here?” he asked. “I’m your son, after all! It’s only natural that I’d be spending time with you!” Chris acted differently when he was with Warren than when he was with Weston. He almost seemed like a petulant child. The truth was, while he often indulged his sons, Warren’s relationship with Weston was rather cold and almost professional in nature. This was due to the high hopes and expectations that he placed in his talented grandson, which had, for better or worse, altered his attitude toward him. But Chris Ford was different. Warren seemed to be aware of this too, which was why he would mostly hand over the crucial tasks in the company to Weston while leaving the most trivial matters to Chris. It wasn’t merely due to their different personalities either. Warren clearly saw the potential that Weston displayed to achieve great things. Warren picked up the pawn in the chess box and tossed it at Chris. “Save your breath!” he barked. With a laugh, Chris caught the pawn in his hand and complained, “Oh, so you’re kicking me out now that she’s here, are you?” “Get out!” Warren yelled, though still flashing a smile. As Chris walked past Stella, he stopped beside her and gave her a strange look. “Not bad!” he sneered. “I’ve really underestimated you!” Stella looked ahead and ignored him, having no desire to take his words

about it for a while before answering, “I guess