Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1317

What was the point of letting her know all those things after she had suffered so much pain and suffering at his hands?

Right now, she had no desire to love anyone or to even approach this painful emotion.

She had been through too much excruciating pain in the past, losing her first child and even almost losing her own life.

Stella was not sure if she could trust anything Weston

Ford said anymore. Perhaps it was best to just go with the flow and let nature take its course.

She was just too exhausted to think of these things now.

Yvonne had agreed to meet up with Stella at the shopping mall later that evening, but because Stella had just regained her sight, she decided to be there a little earlier to look around.

City with her family’s financial backing. Surprisingly

come earlier was so she could

a distance. Although she was not that well–known in Ahn City, she still took no chances in case someone might

a cleared space near the stage, so Stella decided to turn around and walk in another direction, but then the place was gradually crowding up. Crowds of people had suddenly headed her way as if something interesting was happening. She turned around to see a grand piano on the stage. This piqued her interest. She stopped there, eager to see what kind of performance

door to the room was closed, but it was not enough to mask the noise

while a makeup artist was frantically

such a cheap place?” she grumbled with discontent. “I’m too

minor celebrity, her management company had often assigned her to performances at a variety of events, but she would always

last time when she returned from Snow Mountain, her management company had warned her to watch her behavior, and since then, she did actually listen to them and calmed her antics. Hence, she obediently decided to come here after being

out about the event’s organizer. She believed it might have something to do with a piano shop and treated the job as a sort of extra–curricular activity. The

entertainer, but it was all just marketing, and Nicole was often sent to classes to brush up on her skills at the

important thing was to get her famous first, and even if she’d be criticized for her lack of talent,

rushing her to get on stage. Reluctantly, she dragged her feet out of the dressing room