Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 719

Chris Ford had been concealing his feeling of guilt from the start, yet when Wendy unknowingly
revealed the truth that he’d been so anxious to hide, he acted like a cat whose tail had just been
trampled and exploded with anger.

“I’m sick of you speaking nonsense like that all the time!” he snarled, “You know how ridiculous you’re
being! Zack is our own grandson. Why would it be so weird that I’m concerned about him?”

Wendy said nothing in reply. She removed the treatment mask and wiped her face with a clean cotton
pad. Then, she picked up another bottle of skincare product, poured the content onto her palm, and
began rubbing it on her skin.

Chris walked up to her and grabbed her wrist,

“You have to come with me and talk some sense into Father!” he barked. “We have to explain
everything to him. Even if Weston and Guinevere’s engagement has been broken off, we still can’t let a
woman like Ella Steele be with our son!”

“You go and tell him yourself!” Wendy shoved his hand off her impatiently. “I don’t want to upset
Father.”

“WENDY!!!”

It was the first time that Chris Ford had yelled at Wendy in such a manner since they’d gotten married.
“I’m truly disappointed in you!” “You should know you’re not getting any younger!” he added. For some
reason, the sight of her smearing creams and lotions on her face filled him with a wave of contempt
he’d never felt for her before. “Don’t you know how pointless all these creams are? You’re never going
to be as pretty as a young woman!”



Those words ultimately triggered Wendy’s wrath. In a blind moment of rage, she bolted to her feet and
furiously swept the glass jars and bottles off her vanity, smashing them onto the floor. “Fine!” she
shouted. “Why don’t you go on and find a young woman then? Why are you still wasting your time with
an old woman like me?!” “Fine!” Chris was so enraged that his eyes had turned bloodshot. “Remember
that you said so yourself! So don’t regret it later!”

Men were always like that. Even when they did something wrong, they never stayed feeling guilty for
long. Once a period of time had passed, even those as guilty as sin would get impatient and start
getting angry. Chris stormed out of the room, leaving Wendy in there all alone.



Stella hid in a nearby storeroom when she heard Chris’s approaching footsteps. She only came out
when she saw him storming out of the room and disappearing in the distance.

She had no intention to interfere with the relationship between Chris and Wendy, but even she could
sense, just from overhearing their quarrel just now, that Chris and Guinevere had a peculiarly close
relationship. But she thought nothing more of it and was about to return to her room when the sound of
a crying baby distracted her…

“Waaa! Waaa!”

Chris had been so loud and brash when he shoved the door open that it had woken Zach up. Children
his age tended to make a lot of fuss when they got upset, especially when awakened from sleep.
Wendy was startled by Zach’s loud cries. She massaged her temples and let out a heavy sigh before
putting on a shawl and rushing out of the room. “I’m coming. I’m coming…” “He’s been woken up by the
noise!” the nanny griped as she carried Zach out of the nursery. “I know, I know…”

Wendy quickly took Zach into her arms and cooed softly



at him to calm him down.

“Bring his milk bottle over,” she instructed the nanny as she patted Zach’s back gently.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Did you change his diapers?” “No, it was still dry.”

Wendy remembered being a lot more relaxed when Weston was a baby. She had basically let the
nanny handle everything back then. Yet now, with Zach, she was a lot more involved and spent much
more time and effort taking care of him.

Wendy was rocking Zach to sleep in her arms in the hallway when she suddenly noticed Stella
standing at the door.

“Aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked, surprised to see her.

Seeing that Wendy had seen her, Stella thought it was pointless to hide now, so she turned around and
nodded, saying, “I was just about to go to bed.” She then glanced at Zach and asked, “How long does
he cry like that for?”

The thought of her own baby suddenly came into her mind. He would be just about Zach’s age if he
were still alive. She wondered if he would be naughty or well behaved…


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