Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220

 When Guinevere spotted them escaping, she raced forward to stop them. “I’m going to kill him. He shouldn’t be here. I’m going to kill him!” 

Her eyes were red, and Chris blocked her path. “Enough! He’s your son!” 

“He isn’t!” shouted Guinevere, scratching his face. 

“Open your eyes! See clearly that he’s the son you’ve given birth to!” he shouted. “He’s one of the Ford’s!!!” 

“Right. He is, in fact, a member of the Ford family.” A sudden thought crossed her mind, and she appeared to sober up a little, with a sneer emerging on her face. She slowly walked toward Chris and when he saw the look on her face, he seemed to realize what was happening and slowly backed away. Although he was a man of age, he was still charming. Even at this age, there were still many women that would fall for him. He and Wendy were a well-known and loving couple, and no one had ever questioned their relationship after they had been through so much together. 

But there was one exception… 

“He is indeed a child of the Ford family.” Guinevere’s laughter was a little maddening. The maids around didn’t know what was happening and could only stare at her with fear in their eyes. Chris felt like his head was about to crack at any moment. He rubbed his forehead and said, “ Everyone go upstairs now. Don’t come down without my permission.” 

“Yes, sir.” 

No matter what, he couldn’t let Wendy come down. Seeing how the confrontation went, Guinevere had fully lost control and might say something she shouldn’t. He sucked in a deep breath and said to her, “Calm down a little. Didn’t we have an agreement? Do you have to…” 

She looked at Chris puzzlingly and asked, “What did I do?” 

He let out a deep sigh and stared at her with mixed emotions. “You lost control earlier. Don’t worry. Your unstable emotions are probably due to you just giving birth. We’ll see a doctor soon. I’ll ask Weston to stay with you.” 

Guinevere rubbed her arms and nodded as she lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes. “I understand.” 

Her expression, however, was filled with cynical mockery, amalgamated with a tinge of manic cruelty. 

But it was gone in a blink of an eye.