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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 910
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Chapter 910

The old man shuddered and walked up to him. “Why bother? She doesn‘t even want to be with you.” 

Weston took out a tissue and wiped his fingertips. He turned his back on Warren and did not even look at him. “How

would I know that she ran away because she didn‘t want to marry me and not that someone forced her?” 

“Who could force her if she was unwilling?” Warren smirked. 

Weston closed his eyes, his face grave. “There were too many people who forced her.” 

As soon as he said that, his face suddenly became a bit sad.“ Even I, too, have been forcing her.” 

Weston suddenly sensed the absurdity of the situation. 

From the very beginning, he had taken it upon himself to arrange everything for Stella. 

And she was indeed a competent actress. It really made him think that she had let go of the past and wanted to be

with him properly. 

In fact, he should have noticed the signs long ago. 

Her petty tricks shouldn‘t have been able to fool him. 

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He was the one who wanted her too much. 

He opened his cold, hollow eyes. “I just want to know one thing. What exactly did you tell her? Did you force her?” 

Until now, Weston was still making excuses for her. He even assumed that Warren had forced her to leave. 

If she really wanted to leave, it meant the sweet affection and tenderness she had displayed for so many days were

nothing but lies. 

She had been lying to him. 

It was just to lower his guard and give him a hard blow on the wedding day 

This time, Weston looked surprisingly distressed , completely stripped of his sense of pride and aloofness. 

Warren wondered when was the last time he had seen him like 

this. 

He somehow felt sorry for him. He was, after all, his grandson. 

: “I did not force her. It was she who wanted to leave. Anyway, have you ever thought about it? She does not

deserve you, as you are both not of the same world. Being together forcefully will not bring any good...” 

“That‘s not for you to decide.” 

Weston‘s gaze blazed with the flames of decisiveness. “The person I want has to be mine.” 

Seeing how stubborn he was, Warren‘s face turned gloomy. “But she is gone now. What are you going to do about

that? Are you going to bring her back? You can‘t force a relationship, Weston.” 

Weston looked at him coldly. “I will.” 

Warren was stunned for a moment. Then, he flung his arm up and said, “No matter what, this wedding must go on,

no matter who the bride is!” 

Weston seemed to figure out what his grandfather had been meaning to do, and his face turned extremely distant.

“It seems like you have got a plan.” 

“You are a clever man. Do I need to spell it out? 

“Guinevere should be on her way now. She‘s been preparing herself to marry you. I hope you‘re smart enough to

know who you should choose.” 

Weston did not seem surprised by this. 

“It will also depend on her capability of making it to the wedding.” 

Warren suddenly sensed something and looked at him in surprise. “Are you...” 

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Weston turned around and left without saying a thing with a stoic face. 

Everything had gone according to plan, but the only thing which was out of his expectation was that 

Stella was no longer willing to marry him. 

In the ship. 

Stella did not have a phone. To prevent Weston from locating her coordination, she removed everything that might

have a GPS 

tracker in advance. 

With only the sound of the seawater beating against the boat in her ears, she was completely oblivious as to what

was going on at the wedding. 

She sat in the cabin, looking out at the surface of the sea through a small window. 

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