Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1115

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“Do you want to make me the third wheel again?”
“So what, don’t you want to kill me as well?”
His large palm was clamping her chin, disabling her from lowering her head, and she was forced to tilt
her head upward and look at him.
Weston looked like he was trying to penetrate the deepest part of her soul. “Since you know it was a
deal, then the two slaps you gave her cannot be considered a wise
action. I hope you will apologize to her before the court hearing tomorrow.”
This one sentence was the last straw.
She pushed him away frantically. “That’s impossible! I would rather die!”
She shouted hysterically. “I will never apologize to her! Never!”
“She killed my child and nearly killed me. She ruined my whole life. You are both murderers! You are
headsmen!”
“STELLA!!!”
He roared suddenly and cupped her face, restricting her movement with force. “You killed her son, too,
and
nearly killed me…”
She quieted down instantly, tears swirling in her eyes, and it was how she gazed straight at the man
before her
eyes.
She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t.
Her chest was heaving violently, but her face was unusually stoic.
She inhaled deeply. Emotions surged in her chest like a whirlpool, so intense that it was almost
agonizing.
The string, which had long been taut to its limits, was about to snap.
But the man in front of her was still recklessly tightening it, still pressuring her.
Why?
Why did he have to force her?
Whose fault was it that she had come to this point… Stella began to breathe heavily, and her eyes looked dull.
Her thoughts were disorganized, as if she could no longer think straight.
What should she do? What was she supposed to do?
She hated it so much… And she was so tired…
Was it her own fault that she had come this far?
She was wrong.
She was wrong for not dying sooner.
She was wrong for not doing it sooner.
If she had ended her life in the beginning, so many conflicts wouldn’t have happened and there would
not be so much suffering…
Indeed.
Her death was the only way to solve the problem.
She was unaware that she had an extreme depressive mood swing that caused her to blame everything
on herself.
How much better would it have been if she had died early?
Somewhere in the man’s heart caved in as he watched her sudden confused and painful appearance
with his red
eyes. But the thought of her embracing Justin and her plot to kill him made him fail to contain his anger and
desire to destroy everything.
He pushed her away coldly. Then, watching her fall onto the carpet, he turned around mercilessly and
left.
“You are emotionally unstable now. You need to calm down. Someone will bring you to the court
tomorrow. Do your best. Don’t waste the days I spent preparing everything for you.”
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Stella watched him leave.
She collapsed on the edge of the bed and watched Weston’s back disappear at the end of the room door
without blinking.
She knew it would be the last time she looked at him.
She closed her eyes tightly; her body was stripped of its strength.
She really could not hold on anymore.
Infinite darkness overwhelmed her, and her thoughts could no longer sustain her as she continued to
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