Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1051

Chapter 1051Chapter 1051
In fact, her pale face exposed her true feelings.
It was not that she didn’t believe it; she just didn’t want to, nor did she dare to believe it.
She had cut ties with Roger, and Weston promised her he would not touch him.
She could only endure all these because of her wish for Roger to have a brand new life…
How could he die?
He would not die.
Michael looked at her eyes and suddenly felt pitiful for her. “I am not sure if Weston protects you too
well, or he lied to you…”
Her gaze sharpened instantly. “What do you mean?”
He sighed. “Actually, I have been looking for Roger sometime now…”
“Why are you looking for him?!” she interrupted him emotionally.
Even though she tried her best to hold back, Michael could easily see the anger in her eyes.
She was now like a bowstring that had been stretched to
its limit.
From the moment she heard of his death, even though she had subconsciously tricked herself into not
wanting to believe the news, she was still gradually consumed by her fear which slowly manipulated
her emotions. Michael tapped his finger on the table. “I admit that my intention of looking for him wasmalicious. I know I can’t touch you since you are with Weston, so the only one I could target was
Roger. I wanted to manipulate you through him, so you’d take that secret to your grave and not tell
Diana about me cheating on her…”
The more he spoke, the darker Stella’s face became.
In the end, Michael stared into her eyes and said slowly,“ Soon, I discovered that there was another
person looking for him apart from me, and that was Weston.”
Seeing her face turning stiff, he asked, “You never intended for Weston to look for him, right?”
He could roughly guess the answer from her reaction.
Michael went on, “Weston wanted you to stay with him forever by using Roger to threaten you.”
Stella knew this all along, so she made no rebuttal.
Her hands on the table were clasped so tightly that her fingertips turned white.
Michael glanced at her hands quietly and said, “Roger
knew Weston was using him to threaten you, so he committed suicide…”
“No way!” she blurted.
She let out those words in a shrill and unrestrained tone, seeming to lose her stately poise to a certain
extent. “Don’t think you can deceive me so easily with a few words…”
Michael did not seem surprised to hear her say that. He took out a recorder and placed it in front of
her.
“This is what Roger wanted to say to you before he died.” Stella’s eyes turned red immediately.
She laughed and shook her head continuously. “Don’t try to fool me with this lousy trick. I won’t believe
it!”
But tears were already rolling down her cheeks when she said that.
Seeing her like this, Micahel sighed. “Why bother?”
He said, “I am your uncle. You can’t imagine how sad I am to see you like this.”
“You are not!”
Stella said sternly, “From the moment you chased me out of the family, embezzled my parents’
property, and ignored Roger, who was seriously ill, you have no more relation to me!”
Finally, she could not hold it any longer and vent those emotions and revulsions that she had not
bothered to express.
Perhaps she was in urgent need of a channel to fight off the sorrow of learning of Roger’s death.
She had never been like this, wishing that that person was simply lying to her.
“I’ve said all I have to say.”
Michael’s expression had not changed much from the beginning, remaining as svelte as he was.
However, under the sheep’s skin lurked an unknown amount of selfish and self-serving thoughts.
He had always been a pragmatic one. Apart from Diana, there was nothing that could influence him. Of course, he could have used some other means to tell Diana the truth since she had nowhere else to
go, but he didn’t want to see her in sorrow.