Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088Chapter 1088 Stella only glanced at the post before she put her phone aside and said, “Guinevere
doesn‘t need to dispel the rumor. It should be true,”
“It can‘t be.”
Joan put away her phone in disbelief. “Mr. Ford is not that kind of man...”
Besides, she had heard of what kind of place Lowe Garden
was,
Weston would go there to socialize, but how could he possibly have anything to do with those women?
She had been working with them for so long and had never seen Weston come home late on any day.
Even if there was something at work, he would always inform Stella
Although he had been isolating her these days, she still believed that Weston was not that kind of man.
He always maintained his moral integrity when he was with Stella.
Stella pressed her lips together and said nothing.
She began to wonder why Weston‘s attitude toward her had suddenly changed in the past two days.
Maybe it was really as Joan feared, that he had rekindled his romantic relationship with Guinevere and
left her aside as he suddenly felt that she was no longer interesting
If she had thought about that earlier , Stella might have felt relieved
But now...
She clenched her fists at once and looked out the window, hatred surging inside her eyes.
Roger was dead, and she did not know what she could still live for.
Even if he let her go, where would she be able to go?
The world was so large, yet she couldn‘t find a place she could go to. He wanted to destroy everything
she had and abandon her again. How could she let him have his way?
Weston woke up in his bedroom.
He got up and pushed the door open. When he got out, his nostrils were immediately permeated by the
fragrant smell of food coming from the kitchen.
When Nicole heard the noise, she came out of the kitchen, wearing the apron, and looked at him shyly.“
You are awake.”
Weston frowned. “Why are you still here?” She lowered her head, already accustomed to his coldness, and said softly, “Last night... thank you. If it
were not for you, I really wouldn‘t have known what to
do.”
At first, she was a bit irritated by his disrespect for her, but last night, her manager sent her to that old
man and almost made her...
When she ran out with all her might and saw Weston about to leave in his car, she looked at him
pleadingly but there was no hope in her heart. When she was thrown out by that man from the private
room, he cast her an indifferent look and walked away, leaving only his determined back to be seen.
She thought that she was doomed this time... but Weston unexpectedly opened the door and got out of
the car.
He was light a beam of light who granted her salvation.
“I have nothing to repay you...”
Nicole said, “I can cook well. Would you like to try?”
She subsequently made a simple bowl of noodles with a sunny–side–up egg lying on top.
Weston glanced at it for a moment when a throbbing pain
struck his temples.
He chased her away impatiently. “You can go now.”
Stella also liked this dish. She had a poor appetite, but she could eat quite a lot of this every time. He did
not want to think about Stella, so he did not go back to Stardust Mansion. But he was reminded of her everywhere.
She seemed to be everywhere.
Nicole had somewhat adapted to his bad temper. Although still a little hurt, she knew that he wasn‘t a
bad person. “It‘s okay. I‘ll leave it here. If you don‘t want to eat, then don‘t.”
After saying that, she smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. “My cooking skills are okay, but you might not
be used to eating home–cooked food like mine, and I don‘t know what you usually like to eat, so I just
made a small...”
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