Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 744

Chapter 744

No wonder Stella shrunk back the moment she saw that car drive past. Turns out, there was a crazy man inside, thought Angelina.

The scene of Weston and Guinevere seated together in the car was still playing in Stella’s mind. She suddenly felt tired.

She rubbed her temples. “I feel a little unwell. Shall we skip dinner for today?”

“Sure.”

Angelina instructed the driver to drive to her apartment, after which she bid Stella goodbye before getting out of the car.

The engine revved alive again, and the car turned the corner at the junction ahead.

After passing a traffic junction, a white car suddenly appeared right before them.

Bang!

The driver hit the emergency brakes, and Stella lurched forward.

Her eyes widened in shock. “What happened?”

The driver said, “A car drove right in front of us and forced us to stop.”

Stella’s brows furrowed. “Who is it?”

“I have no idea…”

The driver shook his head, shocked and confused. “I’ll head down to check things out.”

He was about to open his car door when the door of the white car suddenly opened. A man in a wheelchair appeared.

Stella was stunned to see Henry pull open their car door.

“Faye!”

He yelled in a low voice from outside the car. When he saw that it was Stella in the car, he was dumbfounded.

He surveyed her face through his bloodshot eyes. Panting heavily, he asked, “Why is it you? Why is it you? Where is Faye? Where did you hide Faye?”

He was in a wheelchair, yet he wielded so much strength that he lifted Stella off the ground when he grabbed her collar. “Tell me! Where is Faye?”

Weston and Guinevere got out of the white car and saw Stella in the other car that Henry stopped. Weston’s face changed as he strode toward her. “Let her go! ”

He held her write and rubbed it tenderly. “Does it hurt?”

Stella shook her head and instinctively tried to retract her hand.

In her eyes, Weston and Henry were the same kind of men.

His face twitched upon seeing her instinctively avoiding his touch, but he didn’t say anything further.

He straightened up and looked at Henry seated in his wheelchair, panting agitatedly. “You clearly made a mistake just now. There’s no one else in that car except Ella.”

“Impossible! How could I ever mistake her face for someone else?”

Henry cut Weston off mid-sentence as he clenched his fists. “I did not make a mistake…Ella, who were you with, in the car just now?”

Stella glanced at the empty seat next to her. “It was just me. Why are you acting crazy?”

“Impossible! There was a woman right next to you when I saw your car at the junction just now. Who is she?”

Stella immediately thought of Angelina.