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Mr. Ford Is Jealous by Boat of Peaches Chapter 937
Chapter 937 Beep. As the call disconnected, it felt like something inside her had beencut off together. Something in
her mind snapped.
Stella took a step back and bumped into a warm chest. She almost slipped and fell to the
ground. Weston embraced herand held her in his arms. He wrapped his arms across her chest
and looked at her with a dark gaze. "You've gone to a lot of trouble to keep me away from him."
He said and tipped Stella's chin, forcing her to look up at him. "You're so cruel." She was cruel
enough to escape their marriage and cruel enough to cut off her relationship with Roger. "Are all
women like you? When they're heartless, they become more ruthless than men?" Stella looked
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtat him and croaked, "No matter how cruel I am, I wouldn't give up my child..." After she finished
that, Weston increased force and wrapped his arms around her neck, making her choke. Stella
frowned. She felt uncomfortable, but she did not make a noise. She knew it was inappropriate to
say that but did not want to retract her words. No matter how cruel she was, she was not as
heartless as him. She ran away from the marriage for her own freedom. All she wanted was to
get away from Weston, She had cut Roger off because she wanted to kill his forbidden feelings
and stop Weston from hurting him. When did she ever hurt anyone on her own accord? Never.
Weston slowly let go of her and suddenly raised his hand and covered her eyes. He hated the
look in her eyes. It made him feel as if they would never reunite. Weston stayed silent and lifted
her across the room. He laid her on the soft bed and turned the red blanket over. Stella lay on
top with a tense and stiff body. Weston sensed her nervousness and put his hands on her waist.
He rubbed her slowly and murmured, "Relax. Don't you want a baby?" Stella closed her eyes.
"It's not something I can have just because I want it." In the past, she would be sad and angry
whenever he mentioned the child. However, now she felt nothing but endless despair that
numbed her heart. Stella had accepted the reality. She would never have a child of her own
again and never be a mother again. Whenever he brought up the subject, she only felt despair
and nothing else. Weston propped himself above her and observed the changes in her
expression. His gaze turned grim. Weston hugged her gently and rested his chin on the nape of
her neck. She could feel the heat of his breath on her skin. "Zachary is still young. You can treat
him as your own child." Stella's mouth twitched at his ridiculous suggestion." Zachary is
Guinevere's child. Unfortunately, those with special blood types can only have one child. Do you
think she'd let her child treat me as his mother?" Even if Guinevere would accept it, Stella could
not. Guinevere's child was innocent, but so was hers. Zachary was the Ford family's only great-
grandson. He was born with a silver spoon and was destined for greatness . Meanwhile , her
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmchild died when she jumped off the building How could she live with that? After all, Weston chose
to abandon her. Weston would always choose Guinevere in a life-or-death situation. How could
she be at peace with this knowledge? How could she treat Weston's child with Guinevere without
bias? "Don't ever say that again." Stella wanted to end the conversation. Weston looked at her
and said, "We can adopt." According to the doctor's advice, Weston had been trying to improve
her condition. Even so, the chances were slim. It would be best if she were willing to adopt.
Weston did not care about bloodlines . He grew up in an environment where everyone appeared
to care about blood ties, but all he saw was just the coldness of humanity. His father pushed him
into a difficult position just because of his interests. His father forced himself to sacrifice himself
unreasonably. He found profit more important than blood ties. Stella fell into a short silence.
"We'll see." She was no longer interested in anything else. Weston untied the belt around her
waist and ran his hand on her skin, his eyes burning with an intense desire. Stella closed her
eyes and tried to ignore the discomfort that arose from his touch.
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