Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 1014

Chapter 1014

Stella's pupils shrank slightly as she heard this. She turned to Weston beside her. Poisoned…? It sounded like a groundless rumor.

But if it was true that Zachary was poisoned, then anyone in the Ford Mansion could have done it.

Her mind instinctively went to that rabid fan of Guinevere's who tried to splash acid on her, to the other man who made the rude entrance -suddenly crashing into her room through the window, allegedly losing his footing and falling from above.

The party had been so lively just moments ago, yet they were suddenly told that the party was over.

Naturally, this raised many questions.

Weston’s stoic face still displayed little emotion, however.

Later, once everything at the mansion had been settled, he got ready to go to the hospital.

Stella had been quiet herself, saying nothing while staying by Weston’s side all the time.

In times like these, the last thing she wanted to do was cause him more trouble.

Besides, her own mind was still in chaos.She hardly knew what to think.

Even now, she still struggled to believe what had just happened.

Was Zachary really dead? Or could be just some cruel prank? She had a sensation that none of it was real.

Completely numbed, she could feel nothing either, as if she was still unsure that Zachary’s death actually happened.She glanced at Weston.

His expressions were cold and intense, but he never lost his composure.

Perhaps even he couldn't believe that this was all happening.

Perhaps he was in denial that Zachary really was dead.

Everyone got to the hospital as fast as they could.

As there were not many people on the floor where the VIP private wards were, the vacant and empty lobby juxtaposed starkly with the incessant and urgent clacking of footsteps of the worried Fords.

“We're Zachary Ford's family," Chris announced as soon as they arrived.

With red and swollen eyes, he seemed much more flustered than Weston.

“Zach…” he lamented.

"How did this happen? You were all fine when I saw you.How did you get poisoned all of a sudden?" Guinevere raised her head to look at Chris, and fresh tears began welling up in her eyes again when she told him," He had clearly gotten a lot better, but suddenly, he started choking up, and he couldn't breathe...I kept asking him what was wrong, but he couldn't speak.So I called the doctor for help, but it was already too late…”

Her words that were punctuated by sobs left her out of breath.

Warren, who was just beside her, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and demanded in a hoarse voice, “This must be investigated.We must get to the bottom of this!”

Though he spoke slowly and his voice was low, those words carried undeniable strength and resolution behind them.

Brown age spots dotted the back of his hands.

His blue veins bulged up as he gripped the cane in his hand.It was true that the more grief-stricken people were, the more silent they became.

Sorrow and despair filled the air.

Even Wendy was staring vacantly into the air, her eyes blank and empty, not knowing exactly how to react to everything that had just happened.

Seeing all this, Stella began to feel restless.She couldn't even begin to describe exactly what she was feeling right now.