Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 759

Chapter 759

Ben understood Weston’s thought. He looked at Weston’s cold face from the rearview mirror and could not help but sigh. He did not understand why these two people had suddenly gotten into a fight. 

He was surprised to see Stella carrying her suitcase around while searching for a place to stay. 

At first, Ben had thought they had broken up, but when he saw Weston’s face, he knew they were just angry at each other. Ben tried to figure out what was in Weston’s mind. 

When he saw Stella coming out, he moved the car to the 

side. It was this action that caught Stella’s eyes. 

She glanced over instinctively and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a familiar car. Her gaze met with Weston’s through the car window. For a moment, they looked at each other. Neither of them looked away at first. 

Stella clenched her fists slowly. She recognized Weston’s car and knew he was waiting for her to get in. However, this was her last chance… 

She had made Weston angry enough that he was willing to let her go. He might eventually give up on her with just some persistence from her end. 

Stella gritted her teeth and ignored Weston. She turned to leave. 

“Um…” Ben was stunned for a moment. He saw Weston’s face grow colder and cautiously asked, “Should we still follow her?” 

“No need,” Weston snapped. “She’ll come back after she’s suffered enough.” 

Ben nodded but sighed again. “That alley just now looked like such a bad and dirty environment. No one will go there unless they have no choice…” 

He wanted to speak up for Stella , but Weston remained unmoved. 

Weston answered, “Didn’t you say there’s no one to play chess with, and that you’re bored?” 

“It’s not that. Rather, they aren’t good enough. All of them are bad at chess! They all lost within two moves. It’s boring!” Weston laughed. “I’ll play with you today.” 

Warren stroked his beard. “I heard someone say you’ve fallen out with that woman, Ella. What happened? Did you guys have a fight?” 

Weston’s eyes changed a little. He moved the white chess pieces in his hand a little but did not say anything. 

Warren immediately understood from his expression.“ Whatever it is, it’s ungentlemanly to kick a girl out like that.” 

Weston paused and then said faintly, “She’s just throwing a little temper tantrum. It won’t do any harm.” Warren gave him a look, as if saying he had guessed 

correctly. “I knew you two weren’t seriously fighting. You can’t bring yourself to let her go anyway,” he said and took a sip of tea. “You may have quarrelled with her, but it’s not that nice to chase her out like this.”