Mr. Ford is Jealous

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Chapter 1358

Stella heard Lucas’ icy voice from a long distance away and was instantly awakened.

She had never seen him so angry before.

Yvonne walked out while tying her robe and saw that Weston had been carried to the ambulance. She turned her head to

see Stella walking down the stairs and asked her, "Elias and Emma weren't woken up, were they?"

Stella shook her head and looked in Weston's direction, frowning. "What's wrong with him?" "After standing there half the

night and getting wet, he must not have held up."

Lucas turned around and cast her a distant look. "It's raining so heavily, and there's thunder and lightning. Besides, his

body has not recovered fully. How can you let him stand outside like this?"

Stella said indifferently, "I didn't make him do so, besides..." 2

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She looked at the storm outside. "I don't know what exactly is in his mind. We have gone to bed. No one can see

him. Who is he putting on a show for?" 'All in all, you're partly to blame for him being like this now."

Lucas looked at her indifferently, "But now that he's been drenched until he's admitted into the hospital, you can

also clear your head for a while and not worry about his death."

Stella heard the sarcasm in his words and stop talking.

Yvonne immediately pinched him on his arm. "What are you talking about?

Weston is clearly to blame. What does it have to do with Stella?"

Lucas glanced at her indifferently. His eyes were filled with emotions that were not suitable to be shown to

outsiders. They were filled with the displeasure of being interrupted.

Yvonne felt uneasy by his gaze and said to Stella, "Don't bother about him. He will be fine since he has been sent to

the hospital. Just go back and rest."

Stella did not say anything. She let out a breath and returned to her room.

Not long after, there was a sudden knock on the outside door. "Thud, thud."

She sat up from the bed at once.

She had always told herself that she had nothing to do with what happened to Weston, but when she heard the

knock on the door, her first thought was that it was related to Weston.

Noticing that she could not sleep at all, Stella went to the door, opened it, and saw Elias standing outside the door.

The small boy asked her," Mommy, did the man die?"

Stella was speechless.

"Not really."

She knelt before him. "He just fell sick because of the rain. He should have been sent to the hospital, and he is not

that easy to be killed by just the rain."

Elias breathed a sigh of relief.

Stella looked at him, and her eyes fluttered. She asked, "Are you worried about him?" "No, I'm not!"

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Elias retorted at once, clenching his fist as if he was still angry. "He has nothing to do with us, so why should I care about

him?"

She stroked his head, "It's okay, tell me the truth." "Well, just a little..."

He admitted in the end and showed her a small hand gesture. "It’s just this little, not more than this."

She was amused.

She glanced at the clock. "It's very late now. Why don't you go to bed first?"

He sighed, hugging his pillow. "I can't sleep..."

She empathized with him and said with a smile, "But Emma is alone in the room. If she is scared by the sound of thunder

and lightning in the latter part of the night, she will be scared, so hurry up and go to bed."

Speaking of which, Elias became very vocal. 'We're all big kids now. We should go to bed early and separately!"

He said righteously, "We used to sleep separately, and we should follow through with that!"

Stella said, 'You two are only three years old. Besides, you don't sleep together all the time. What's wrong with being in

the same room on occasional trips?"

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