Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 219

Stella gazed outside the window, feeling uneasy. He should’ve made a concession to her, but from the
expression on his face, he didn’t appear to be feeling remorseful. Stella’s face darkened.

In the end, she still couldn’t see through him. She was too naïve to think that she could play mind
games with him. Weston had lost all mood to take her around, driving straight back to the mansion
instead. Joan approached them as soon as they entered the home. “Someone is searching for you at
the old mansion, Mr. Ford. They were undoubtedly in an emergency and couldn’t reach your phone.” To
help Stella choose a piano, he had moved all his work to the next day so no one could bother them.

When he heard this, he didn’t say a word but walked to the balcony and answered the phone.

On the other end, he heard a lady screaming “Weston come back now! Guinevere lost her mind. She
wants to choke Zachary to death!” Wendy was hysterical, overwhelmed by the jumbled cries of women,
children, and the surrounding sounds. In the midst of chaos, Chris took command of the phone and
stated sharply, “Weston, come home immediately.”

Weston rubbed his forehead in frustration and his face was solemn. “I remember I reminded you
before.”

Chris noticed the blame and question in his voice. “Guinevere just wants to see you now!” he begged,
his expression dismayed, The scene was a mess. The maid was carrying Zachary in her arms and kept
avoiding Guinevere’s attack

It was as if she had gone mad wanting to kill her own son.

With his head throbbing, Chris yelled into the phone, “Come home immediately! No matter where you
are just come here now!” Guinevere had totally gone out of control. Only Weston could convince her to



calm down. He wanted to help Guinevere but who would have thought that his appearance would only
provoke her and made her recall the past that she tried hard to forget. However, Weston not picking up
her calls made things even worse and it directly caused her to break down

She was out of control now. If she continued to be like this, there was no way they could explain it all to
her family. Weston’s face darkened and he turned to look at Stella before shifting his gaze away. “Take
care of her. I’m coming now.” At the other end of the phone, Guinevere couldn’t stop shouting as if she
had lost all rationale.

Chris didn’t want her near Wendy, feared that she would say something to her.

Only when he hung up the phone did he sigh in relief. But it was only a brief period of relief. He
immediately said to Wendy, “She’s unstable now. Go upstairs. Don’t let her hurt you.” Wendy’s eyes
flickered and she stared at him dully before turning to look at Guinevere.

“No matter what she shouldn’t hurt Zachary. He is her child. How could she have the heart to kill him?”
she muttered to herself. However, she didn’t notice that the look on Chris’ face had changed. Not
daring to give her another look, he asked the servants to take her upstairs with Zachary. The maid
picked Zachary in her arms and held Wendy’s hand before running upstairs, wondering what in the
world had actually happened to Guinevere.


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