Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 996

Chapter 996

Stella was also in a bit of a daze. She shot several glances at Weston, attempting to say something. 

She wanted to ask him how badly he had been injured. 

Weston, however, did not say anything. 

Even when she tried to ask, he deliberately interrupted her, as if not wanting her to say it out. 

“Aren‘t you a big fan of caviar? Try some.” He shoved some caviar into her mouth. 

Her appetite had gradually improved under his nurture. She was even allowed to eat food she wanted when she was outside. 

After Weston fed her the caviar, he added some of her favorites on her plate, knowing she was shy and wouldn‘t want to stretch out to take the dishes across the table. 

She ate absent–mindedly, observing the man‘s demeanor as she chewed. 

He did not look abnormal in any way, as if he wasn‘t hurt. 

This made her doubt herself for a moment... 

Had she just seen it wrong? 

She clearly saw the acid splashing on him... 

However, he looked so calm that it seemed what had just happened did not happen at all. 

She wondered if it was a matter of angle, where he merely looked as if he‘d been splashed, but that wasn‘t the case either. 

After all, she was intact, so maybe he was only splashed with a little acid... 

As those thoughts coursed through her mind, she subconsciously looked at the man. 

He was wearing a black suit today, and if he had indeed been splashed, the corrosion would be visible. 

But the moment she moved sideways, he put down his cutlery and looked at her. “What‘s wrong? Is there something you want to eat?” Her vision was blocked. She shook her head. “No, I just...” 

Holding her cutlery, she wanted to ask him something . 

Wendy naturally said nothing when he defended her and simply responded with a smile. 

He glanced at Stella. “Don‘t force yourself to eat. You can ask the housekeepers to send food upstairs if you get hungry later.” 

Stella nodded. 

He did not give her much food after that. 

Her mind, however, was not on that. Instead, she was 

looking at him, as if thinking about something. 

Weston let her be, knowing well enough what she had in mind. 

If he showed even the slightest sign of injury, Warren would have had him treated with great fanfare. 

He might even exaggerate his injuries. 

Even if it was not her fault, he had indeed taken a splash of acid, fending off the attack meant for Stella.