Mr. Ford is Jealous

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Chapter 768

Guinevere’s head was spinning from the activated airbag.

She was dizzy for a long while and did not recover.

She was still holding on to the steering wheel in her hand. She closed her eyes, feeling dizzy. The front hood of the

red car was crushed and distorted in shape. A large part of it was dented.

She looked up and saw Weston’s Cullinan parked next to her car.

Guinevere’s hands were shaking. She gripped the steering wheel and tried to step on the accelerator to get the car

out. She was still holding on to her delusions. She thought Weston did not mean it. Maybe it was just an accident.

Even so, she did not dare to leave the car and ask him. She was in denial and wanted to escape. However, Weston’s

action in the next moment completely shattered her hope.

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The black luxury car suddenly reversed in her direction before she could react. It rushed toward her again, and a

loud bang sounded.

The car had crashed into her car again.

Guinevere screamed out loud. “Ah!” It was a moment of sheer panic.

“Stop! Stop!”

Weston was oblivious to her screams. From this distance, she could see his cold face. The murderous aura on his

grim face was evident. He seemed like he wanted to kill

her.

Weston slammed on the accelerator again. He reversed a little, then crashed into her car again.

It seemed like crashing onto her car once was not enough to vent his anger. He seemed like he intended to wreck

her car and die with her. He kept crashing onto her car over and over again in madness.

It went on and on without stopping.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud noise made Guinevere unable to think. The fear of death overwhelmed her as the car shook violently. Her

vision was blurred. She could not stand it anymore and shouted, “Stop it!

“Weston…!”

She did not know how long it had been before Weston calmed down a little.

Guinevere’s hands trembled as she saw the Cullinan finally stop. When the car door opened, his long legs in suit

trousers were the first thing she saw. Weston was still wearing his same imposing look. He walked toward

her step by step. Weston closed the car door with a loud bang. His eyes were like ice. The savage aura around him

made him look like a messenger from hell.

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He did not speak and set his jaw into a hard line. He looked like he was here to murder someone when his

handsome face was devoid of emotion.

Guinevere’s heart trembled violently. She knew, deep in her heart, that he was here for Ella. She was still afraid to

face the truth and was a little scared.

Her thoughts were in a mess. She did not know what to do. At the same time, Weston was already standing in front

of her car.

“Get out.” It was two concise words that contained a murderous aura and coldness. He refused to waste time with

her.

Guinevere stiffened. Her hands kept trembling as she opened the door with a shudder.

The next moment, Weston grabbed her wrist, dragged her out, and slammed her to the ground.

Guinevere was wearing high heels and did not expect Weston to find her so quickly. She could not steady herself

and fell to the ground. “Ah!” She sprained her ankle and felt a sharp pain. The pain in her ankle almost brought her

to tears.

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