Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 722

Weston took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the dull aching pain inside of him. Someone
had noticed his presence there…

“Weston?” his mother called out. “What are you doing, standing over there like that? Come over here!”

Stella’s body stiffened instantly when she heard what Wendy was saying. She had finally just relaxed
and was able to hold Zach in her arms with ease, but now she suddenly didn’t know what to do, and
her eyes darted around in panic.

Zach seemed to sense her distress, and he, too started to get restless. He shook his little arms and
legs and began to yell.

“Waaa! Waaa!”

It looked like he was trying to get Stella’s attention.

“I think he really likes you!” Wendy exclaimed.

Zach had shown much interest in Stella since he first met her on the film set. His big gleaming eyes
would be fixed on her as if he could already tell that she was a beautiful woman even though he was
not even a toddler yet.

“He wouldn’t let anyone hold him at home,” Wendy continued. “But his eyes got huge, and he couldn’t
even

blink at the sight of all the beautiful women on set! What a rascal!”

Just then, Weston came over, and Wendy nodded at him.



Stella looked away and laughed before saying, “If he really does like beautiful women, then he should
be staring at you all day, every day!” Wendy laughed heartily. Although she had a strict skincare
regimen, there were now visible crow’s feet around the corner of her eyes when she laughed, even
though they weren’t so obvious when the light was soft and forgiving. “You’re such a sweet talker!”
Wendy told Stella before glancing at her son and added, “Weston never knew how to cheer me up like
that! You know, I do regret giving birth to him. I should’ve had a daughter instead! I would’ve been
much happier with a daughter!”

Wendy was only joking, of course. Stella was fully aware of it, too, so she didn’t take any of it to heart.

She could feel that Weston’s gaze was fixed on her even though he was standing behind her. He was
exuding a kind of pressure, but she refused to look back at him and just pretended that she didn’t know
he was there at all, while all the while focusing on teasing Zach and tickling his chin to make him
laugh.

Luckily, Zach was very cooperative. He burst out into laughter when Stella tickled him even though the
streams



of tears on his cheeks had not even dried yet.

“Hahahaha…”

Zach’s high-pitched laughter rang through the hallway.

“Look at how happy he is!” cried Wendy, who was now in a very good mood when she saw how
cheerful Zach was. Then she turned to her son and grumbled, “Even his own father had never been
able to cheer him up like that! I guess he must really like Ella!”



Weston leaned down and stared at Stella’s profile. The light shone down gently on her face. Weston’s
expressions softened as well. He couldn’t help but reach out a hand to stroke her hair. “It’s because
they’re both children after all,” he commented. “That’s why they get along so well.”

Stella glowered at him before handing Zach back to Wendy

“He just yawned a couple of times just now,” she told her. “I think he must be sleepy.”

Wendy took him into her arms and gently patted his back. “I’ll take him back to the nursery and put him
to sleep then,” she said, gazing at Weston and Stella. “Both of you should go to bed now. It’s getting
late.” Anyone could tell she was trying to give the two of them some alone time.

As soon as Wendy was gone, Weston pinned Stella to the wall and murmured, “It appears that a
certain someone likes you very much.” “Who are you referring to?” Stella raised her chin to look
straight into his eyes. “Wendy or Zach?”

Weston sniggered before leaning down to her ear and whispered, “Didn’t it occur to you that I might be
referring to myself, hmm?”

Stella’s eyes darkened. She quickly looked away to escape the intimate moment they were sharing. It
didn’t matter how cold her heart was in regards to Weston; it was impossible she remained unmoved
when he just implied that he liked her very much. The phrase meant a lot to her.

The fact that Weston would just blurt out that he liked her very much willy-nilly told her that she was like
a new toy to him-nothing more than a passing fancy.

Seeing that she was avoiding his eye contact, Weston dropped the subject, hoping to not make it any
more awkward for her.

“Are you staying here tonight?” he asked, caressing her face.






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