Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 581

Chapter 581

Cough, cough... 

The black liquid dripped from the corner of her mouth onto her collarbone, a stark contrast to her pale face. 

Weston grabbed some napkins and wiped her mouth, coaxing tenderly into her ear. “Be good, take some medicine so you‘ll feel better, all right?” 

He wasn‘t sure whether Stella heard his words, but she simply hummed in response and turned her face away. 

Weston fed her another spoonful. 

Stella‘s brows furrowed tightly in a sign of protest. 

Before she could swallow the medicine, she coughed persistently as if she had choked. 

Cough, cough, cough... 

Weston placed the bowl on the bedside table and patted her back gently. “Slow down.” 

A moment later, Stella recovered herself but remained semi-conscious.

She shut her eyes and fell back asleep. 

Weston looked at her weak state and sighed helplessly.“ You really do know how to torture someone.”

Stella wasn’t completely knocked out and could hear what he said. 

She was caught in between a state of alertness and confusion, and she could even make out that familiar musk of his cologne. 

She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they‘d been nailed shut, and they were unable to open. 

It was like a blanket of thick mist surrounded her; even if she managed to open her eyes, she wouldn‘t be able to see anything anyway. 

Her temperature was still high, and Weston had to get Joan to fill another basin of water to clean up the medicine residue on her body and fetch another dose of medicine. 

“Those with high fever may not be able to drink anything ...” Joan reminded. 

“We might need to give. Ms. Steele an injection later.” 

Weston’s brows furrowed upon seeing Stella shudder subconsciously at the mention of the word “injection.” 

She feared needles.

Weston saw that the method worked and fed her the rest of the medicine with his mouth. 

Joan immediately turned around and left the room without a word. 

Although an elderly woman, she wasn‘t exactly traditional or conservative. 

“Mr. Ford and Ms. Steele share such a great relationship ...” she lamented as she left the bedroom and shut the door quietly. 

The two of them were left alone inside. 

After feeding her the last mouthful , Weston placed the bowl on the bedside table. 

The moment he turned back, he saw Stella with her eyes open. He had no idea when she’d woken up.

Her eyes were bright as they stared right at him as ifpondering over something. Stella had a pair of beautiful eyes, bright and crystal clear. 

Coupled with the dazed look on her face, it made one yearn to dote on her and love her.

Weston‘s heart trembled as a ridiculous idea popped into his mind.