Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1158 

Weston seemed to be deaf to Ben‘s advice. He quietly watched as the blood from his wrist slowly dripped into the ancient copper basin. 

The thick blood and copper color formed a strong contrast that looked strikingly beautiful. However, it was just too weird. 

Ben had to bite the bullet. He stood in front of Weston and tried to stop his madness. “Mr. Ford, you can‘t go on like this. You‘ll faint from bloodloss...” 

Weston ignored him. He focused his attention on the priest and asked him, “Is this enough?” 

The priest wiped his sweat and nodded slightly. He said, “ Whether she can come to your dream or not is still an uncertainty. If your feelings aren‘t sincere enough...” 

Weston suddenly cut him off coldly, “Did you deceive  me?” 

The priest frowned. “Everything in heaven and earth is  about destiny. If you‘re not fated, no matter how you push it, you won‘t have it. I’ve told you from the beginning. You‘re pushing it now. If you must have the result, I can‘t help you.” 

The priest was just a liar. He made Weston do this and that, but nothing worked in

“Mr. Ford, don‘t go on like this. Mrs. Ford has been gone for three years. She‘s not coming back anymore. Accept the

Ben sensed the cold air around him.

eyes were as cold as a layer of thick frost. For the first time in

remained silent. Then, he made another cut on his palm

down, Weston asked in a hoarse voice,

what others said. The saying that using the soul of the dead to bring back the dead was ridiculous. Weston knew in his heart that it was

Weston turned to make dreams, hoping to see Stella in them. Even so, the results were

three years. His insomnia was

but all of them said it was because of the trauma in

had watched Weston grow colder and colder over the past three years. There was nothing he could do about it.

the years, gaining an