Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 991 Stella had only ever seen such a long table on TV. She never thought that there were people who would use it in real life. 

But the Fords were a large family that numbered in multitudes. Once all were at the table, Weston introduced some of his relatives to her. 

Stella, in turn, greeted them all politely. 

Clearly, they were all curious about her, though they maintained a friendly and courteous demeanor in front of  her. 

Wendy made sure to express her satisfaction with her new daughter–in–law. The words she said were obviously a hint that the others should treat Stella well and build a good relationship with her. 

These people were all shrewd by nature and knew exactly how to read expressions. 

If there was one person there who clearly wore a forced smile, it was probably Guinevere. 

With Warren Ford there, she could just barely concoct a reason to join the family dinner. Besides, she was also Zachary Ford‘s biological mother, and since she was taking care of him today, it seemed reasonable that she 

would stay for the dinner that was meant only for the Ford family members. Stella could imagine now that if she were to continue living with Weston, Guinevere would take every chance and opportunity she got to appear in front of her. 

To think that a grand wedding was not enough to make her give up, not even after the truth about what she did in the past was exposed at the engagement party! Despite all the odds, Guinevere still persevered. 

strained relationship between Stella and Guinevere and the fact that they were

started making a toast to his health , and soon, others joined in to wish

that as long as she stayed by Weston‘s side and followed him, she

other person who attracted the most attention at the

Since he was Warren‘s only great grandchild, he was naturally showered with adoration. “Great–grandpa!” the boy shouted as he climbed down from Guinevere‘s lap and darted towards Warren. When

that his eyes narrowed to slits. He picked the

asked Zack, pinching his chubby cheeks. “I‘ll give

interjected , “why don‘t you put him down? He‘ll just get

in and

Warren. “How can a little

much by the way he would let him sit on his lap.

that, Guinevere made no more

at the dinner were well aware of this situation. Some of them looked at Guinevere with meaningful eyes and tried to start a conversation with her so she

trump card that would forever make her at least a half–member of the Ford family.

asked, glancing at Stella.

her head and said

under the table and assured her,“ If you‘re feeling unwell, I