Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 106

The car drove on with no destination in sight.

Stella asked him, “Where are you taking me?”

Weston glanced at the navigator. “Where do you want to go?”

“I don’t want to go anywhere. I just want to go home.” “You can go to my place.” Stella took a deep
breath and refused to speak another word. Weston glanced at her with a helpless smile. “Do you want
to eat something?” It was time for dinner, but Stella hadn’t the appetite. “Anything.”

She had only treated him with a horrific attitude, but he appeared to not mind at all. He casually
searched for a restaurant and suggested, “This place has a good rating. Shall we give it a try?”

With just a glance, Stella could tell it was an expensive place to eat. “Nevermind. I can’t afford

it.”

The man frowned upon hearing what she said. “I remember giving you a huge fortune, more than
enough for you to sustain your lifestyle. Don’t tell me you can’t even afford a meal now.”

Stella closed her eyes, “Money will run out eventually. Do you think it’ll last forever?”

There was a time she thought she could be her parents’ precious child for the rest of her life. They
loved her and cherished her.

Overnight, her world was turned upside down. All she had in the past had vanished.

Life was unpredictable. No one knew this better than her-often, a fine line stood between heaven and
hell.

Nothing in the world was eternal and reliable. The only one you could rely on was yourself.



She used to be a precious little princess to her parents, but she was no different than a mere
commoner now.

Weston looked at the road ahead and said casually, “How old are you? Why do you sound so

old?

“One’s age doesn’t necessarily correlate to experience. Some people are very lucky. They can live like
an innocent and ignorant child all their lives. They can keep their childlike innocence until they grow
old, but for others…”



Stella’s face turned slightly bitter. “Some others may be still young, but life has worn them

out.”

Weston finally looked at her. “Are you talking about yourself?” Stella came back to her senses and
realized who was sitting next to her. She collected her thoughts and stopped talking. Weston tapped his
fingers on the steering wheel and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

He had rarely spoken to Stella about these. When the two were together, it was Stella who had trailed
behind him, learning his hobbies and habits. This was his first time listening to Stella’s heart, albeit in
such a tense atmosphere

Finally, they arrived at the restaurant,

Stella glanced at the exterior design of the restaurant. “Are you going to take me out like this in public?
Are you not afraid of being seen by others?”

“I’m not a public figure, so don’t you worry.”



“Do I have to remind you that Guinevere is a huge star? Anyone on the street knows her name.
Besides, both of you are often in the headlines. Your title as the richest man in Ahn City alone garners
a lot of attention. Are you sure we won’t be found out? What if Guinevere goes mad after knowing
about my existence and tries to kill me again?”

Stella felt as though she had reached a dead end. Weston was forcing her to be by his side;
Guinevere, on the other hand, was hostile to all the women around Weston. She would get rid of all of
them.

It was like they were working together to keep her in trouble. Weston looked at her and gestured for her
to take his arm. He only said two words, “Trust me.” Stella’s eyes were full of indifference.

The words “trust me” carry the least weight in Weston’s promises. In Stella’s eyes, what he said meant
nothing to her.


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