Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1154

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After all, the Garcia family had claimed that Stella was their adopted daughter.
Stella and Miguel were regarded as family members, and if they became a couple suddenly, it would hurt
his reputation, not to mention their five–year age gap.
Miguel frowned at Marcus‘s words. “What era is it now? Why are you still so conservative?!”
“Besides, couples with big age differences are common now. She‘s only five years older than me. So
what?”
Marcus wanted to say something else, but Miguel cut him off. “I suppose you‘re going to talk about the
two children again, right? You better not!”
Miguel said in a straightforward manner, “As you know, I‘ve never believed in marriage for a long time. If I
don‘t get married, no good girl would be willing to bear my child out of wedlock, is there? Besides, don‘t
you like Elias and Emma too? The two little ones are so beautiful, cute, and smart. Isn‘t it good to have
them as my
children?”
Miguel‘s words angered Marcus. “What nonsense are you talking about? If you are going to be with
Stella , you‘ll have a child with her after a few years!”
Miguel was only twenty. He was in no hurry to have children. However, he would still need a woman to
bear his child, regardless of whether he stayed with Stella or
not.
Miguel did not take it seriously. “I don‘t care what people say. I know what I want. Just stay out of my business.”
Marcus sighed heavily. “I‘m too old to be controlling young people like you. I won‘t complain as long as
you study hard now and take over the Garcia family business in the future.”
Marcus was an old blond man who spoke to Miguel in French. The family had a maid who had been with
them for many years, and she had become almost like a family member.
When it was time, the maid came over to help Marcus go
to his room to rest.
Later, Miguel returned to his room and turned on his computer. On the screen were Weston‘s details.
Miguel looked at it sullenly with indistinct emotions.
Miguel and Stella did not meet until the flight. They thought it would be awkward to meet again after their
cold war, which lasted a few days. Miguel acted as if nothing had happened, however. When he saw
Stella at the airport, he came over and took her luggage naturally. “Why didn‘t you bring Elias and
Emma?”
“They‘re still asleep in the car. I‘ll go get them when it‘s time to board,” Stella said.
Miguel frowned. “Did you leave them alone in the car? Do you how many stories have emerged about
children who suffocated in cars?”
“Of course not. The nanny is watching them.”
Miguel breathed a sigh of relief. “That‘s good.”
Stella looked at him steadily, unable to describe her feelings. She truly realized that Miguel treated her children as a family. He could not have saked that kind of heartfelt concern for them.
Soon, they boarded the plane, and Stella and the two children fell asleep as the aircraft took to the
skies.
Miguel watched as Stella slept soundly, observing the fine features on her face with voracious eyes.
Stella did not have a seductively pretty face, but she was pretty without makeup and had good skin.
Twenty–five years old was a very good age. She had lost her innocence and naivety of her teenage
years but wasn‘t overly mature as someone in their thirties. She was right between the age of a little girl
and a grown woman.
Miguel thought even if Stella was still a teenager, he might like the youthful impulsiveness she had. Who
knew, he might even still like her in her thirties or forties.