Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 372

She was still wearing high heels. After walking a few steps, she sprained her ankle.

After some time, a red car suddenly stopped in front of her.

Her eyes lit up, and she rushed forward. “Please, kind man, can you save me? I...”

Before she could say the rest of the words, she choked.

The car window was rolled down.

Looking at the familiar face, her face immediately showed horror. “It‘s you...”

The weather in winter was unpredictable.

There was the first snowfall‘some time ago, and now, there was thunder and lightning.

The wind blew at night, and there was no moon in the sky.

After a while, it started to rain heavily. The rain came too suddenly, and the pedestrians on the road were
in a hurry, all holding umbrellas.

The car did not slow down in time, and when it passed through water, it caused a splash and a

She did not know where she would be sent to. She only knew that the moment she saw Guinevere, she
was instantly disheartened. “Call Weston!”

Guinevere, who was driving, yelled into the other end of the phone, “Put him on the phone! If you don‘t
tell me where he is, I‘ll throw this woman in the river and feed her to the fish!”

Having just run away from the hospital, she was shaking and emotionally unstable.

At Stardust Mansion.



Weston was hugging Stella and patting her back soothingly. His phone on the bedside table kept ringing.
He turned it off and tossed it aside.

After a while, her phone rang. She struggled to get up to get it, but the man did not let her. He hugged
her from behind and kissed the back of her neck.

It was an unfamiliar number. She was a bit surprised but still answered it. “Hello?” A familiar voice rang
from the other end. “Ella, it’s me.” “You are?” “Henry.” He gave his name briefly. Weston, who was kissing
the back of her ear, heard the voice and paused, tightening his arms

subconsciously. She felt pain and suddenly understood what happened. “You...” “I am looking for
Weston. Is he with you?” She pressed her lips without saying anything. Her face was stiff. She glanced at
the man beside her, as if seeking an answer. He let go of her without saying anything and took her
phone. “What is it?” The man on the other end of the phone seemed to give a mocking laugh. “You are
really with

Henry teased, “What? It‘s ‘not like you‘re doing something unseemly and I‘m interrupting, is

He suppressed his irritation. “You‘d better be up to something important.”

He paused, and his tone got serious. “Guinevere‘s counseling has just failed, and she has kidnapped the
woman in Lowe Garden. You‘d better go and look for her. It‘s not going to end well if someone gets
killed.” His eyes darkened. “Hasn‘t her treatment been going well?”


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