Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 347

The man grabbed Yvonne‘s wrist and brought her straight to the second floor. He easily
found the room Yvonne had lived in since she was a child.

Once he entered her bedroom, he shut the door and pinned her against the door panel, cupping her face
and kissing her.

She subconsciously pushed him. “What are you doing? Umm...”

He held her face and kissed her so hard that she couldn‘t break free.

In the end, he gasped lightly close to the corner of her lips. “You hadn‘t seen me for days. Did you miss
me?” She was a bit annoyed that he just came up and kissed her. Glaring at him, she said, “What‘s there
to miss? I figured you were having fun with that woman, so I ought not to disturb you two!”

She said such things again. He frowned but suddenly chuckled. “Why are you so jealous?” “Am I? Or is it
that you feel guilty?” She pushed him away and pointed at his heart. “I am not Guinevere. Let me tell
you: If you have any second thoughts, I‘ll divorce you immediately without delay!”

The word “divorce” made him completely lose control.

He picked her up directly and threw her onto the bed. Rolling on top of her, he said, “Who taught you to
mention divorce?”

“I am just telling you that I don‘t necessarily need you

Before she could finish her words, he started kissing her again.

This time, he intensified his kiss, unlike how he did before.

He clipped her arms behind her back forcefully and kissed her frantically.



He hated it when she mentioned separating, especially something very serious, like divorce.

He had never thought that he would divorce her one day.

She was struggling hard. They were still in a quarrel, but he was acting very intimately with her without
any reason, so she would naturally be unwilling to accept it. After much difficulty, she finally broke free a
little and flung her arm at him. He stepped backward slightly, and she missed him. Anyway, she still left a
red mark on his face.

He did not get angry. Pressing his palate with the tip of his tongue, he looked at the woman with
disheveled hair.

He was exasperated by her. “You are so angry that you won‘t even give me a kiss?”

“Stay away from me!” She sat up abruptly and tidied up the clothes he had ruffled, pushing

him away and wanting to leave. But he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms again. Hugging her
from the back, he let her sit on him. Kissing the back of her neck gently, he suddenly softened his tone
and said, “There is really nothing going on between us. You can go and investigate.” He was hugging her
waist. He knew why she was angry. “If you really thought that something was going on between us, you
wouldn‘t have reacted this way and not given me any time to explain myself.” He understood it clearly. If
she did not believe him, she would not be talking with him or throwing a tantrum. Instead, she would
send a divorce agreement directly to him. She was only angry because he hid it from her.

But he was also angry with her for not listening to him and kept mingling with Ella.

Both of them were pissed off, yet no one wanted to yield. That was how the cold war between them was
initiated.

When he showed goodwill, her anger subsided a bit.



But it was scarce.

“Since you knew everything, then why are you still making me angry purposely? “I am not trying to make
you angry.” Lucas said helplessly, “I am indeed not very comfortable seeing you with Ella. That was why I
spoke a bit harshly that day. Yvonne, stop ignoring me, okay?“


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