Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1301

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Unable to resist, Weston reached out to touch her hair. However, Stella instantly smacked his hand away
with a deep frown. “Don’t touch me!”
“Why are you turning your back on me?” Weston asked, resisting the urge to embrace her. “Do you still
have him in your heart?”
“Don’t ask such a frivolous question.”
“Have you ever thought about starting a new relationship?”
“Yes, I have,” Stella replied indifferently. “But as you know, I have two children. Although they are abroad
now, they’ve been with me all the while, never apart until now.
I desire to stay with my children more than I desire to
find a man.”
“They’re all grown up and can be away from you. When they start school, you’ll have your own time.
There are still long days ahead. Don’t you want to find a new man?”
He asked a rather pragmatic question, to which Stella gave some serious thought. “You’re right, but I
shouldn’t be looking for someone as young as you.”
Weston chuckled. “How do you know I’m young?”
“You’ve just begun college. Surely you must be in your early twenties.”
“Even so, my mind may be very mature.”
“Come on. Men generally mature later than women.” Weston’s smile suddenly faded, and he looked at her gravely. “Give me a chance. I’ll do better than
him.”
Stella gave no answer, but she did ponder about his suggestion. Emma and Elias were grown up. It was
time for her to have a life of her own.
Blessed with a promising career and not short of money, she had two smart and understanding children.
Life ahead was long, and there was no need to live out the rest
in chastity . If anyone suitable happened to come along
the way, starting a new relationship did seem like a good
idea.
Nonetheless, despite that, the failed relationship with
Weston was so traumatic that it took her the better part
of three years to move on. With the constantly looming fear of getting hurt beyond redemption, the last
thing she wanted was to barge head–first into another relationship.
Fearing another repeat of the same situation, she was simply unable to open up her heart that quickly
anymore.
After dinner, Stella relaxed on the swing in the back garden with her earphones plugged in.
The music in her ears suddenly disappeared as a figure appeared in front of her. Although unable to see,
Stella knew the man was standing in front of her. Before she could say anything, he had taken off her
earphones.
Stella asked in displeasure, “What are you doing?” “What are you listening to? You’re so engrossed.”
“Piano music.”
Weston smiled. “I almost forgot. You’re a great pianist now.”
“I’m glad you know. Now return my earphones to me.” Stella seemed extraordinarily relaxed in his
presence.
She did not know his name, but she was very comfortable with him throughout the time she spent with
him.
Weston put an earphone on himself and told her, “Let’s listen together.”
He listened awhile and asked, “Is this the Maiden’s
Prayer?”
“Do you listen to piano music?”
‘Of course. I had some artistic training.
“”
“That’s a surprise.” Stella shook her head and said with a smile. “Joan seems to value your education
enough to send you to piano lessons.”
“Yeah, but I let her down,” Weston said. “I’m not really interested in arts.”
“What are you interested in then?” “Making money,” Weston said. “Learning how to make money was the most important lesson I had
growing up.”