Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 712

Chapter 712 

Stella pushed him away and headed to the hall. 

The man turned his head sideways, looking at the endless darkness, and stood on the balcony motionlessly. 

Stella suddenly stopped in her tracks in the corridor. 

She turned back and swept a glance at his side face with little emotions in her eyes. Then, she withdrew her gaze and left without looking back. 

In the hall. 

As soon as she came over, she saw Guinevere standing up and glaring at her. 

Stella curled her lips and pretended to look at her. 

If there was anything that she could take comfort in from this ridiculous party, it was the sight of Guinevere’s frantic, twisted appearance. 

But such little pain meant nothing. 

At least Guinevere still had her son. Unlike her, she did not even have the chance to look at hers. 

When it came to viciousness, she was no more than a tenth of Guinevere’s tenacity. 

She did not want to pay attention to her on such an occasion, and Guinevere shouldn’t want anything to do with her either. 

But when she passed by Guinevere , the pathetic woman suddenly called her name. 

“Ella!” 

Stella stopped in her tracks. Without turning back to look at her, she asked, “What is it?” 

“The actress called Ella is Wendy’s goddaughter. So, there is indeed nothing between her and Weston?” 

“We can’t be sure of it. A goddaughter is not a blood relation, but neither is she adopted. Could it be a method for her to stay in the Ford family?” “Didn’t you hear what Guinevere just said? She also treats Ella as her sister. If it is what you think, would it be possible for Guinevere to treat her with that kind of attitude?” 

“Yeah… with Guinevere’s temperament, she wouldn’t stand this kind of thing.” 

And the discussion went on. 

Guinevere clenched her fists. 

She did not want to let Stella steer clear of it so easily, but she was more reluctant to let people think that Weston was really in love with someone else than to let Stella be shouted at by everyone. 

On the balcony. 

Weston remained still even after Stella left. It was almost the end of springtime, and although summer was approaching, the nights still bore remnants of the season’s chill.