We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 944
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Mr. Ford Is Jealous by Boat of Peaches Chapter 944

 

Chapter 944 'Was it really impulse that caused Stella to run away from her wedding with Weston ?'Zeta wondered

and pursed her lips.

Stella's words did little to convince her. "You're not an impulsive person. Ifyou're not sure, you wouldn't have

decided to do that." Zeta could see through her. Stella dropped her head. "It's indeed not as simple as I claimed."

Stella probably would not have come this far if it weren't for Warren's promise. Warren, however, had never shown

himself until now. She wondered if Warren had changed his mind or if he had lost the game between him and

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Weston. Either way, her fate was decided. There was no chance of things changing "Ifyou're not comfortable

talking about it, then don't." Zeta stopped forcing her. "I understand your situation. If you have time today, get

yourself a detailed examination. If there's nothing physical, it may be a psychological problem. I can recommend

you a good psychiatrist..." "Okay. Thanks, Dr. Taylor." It was about time. Stella looked at the clock on the wall and

saw that the half-hour was almost up. Weston should be back soon. "Do you still have patients ? I shouldn't keep

taking up your time." "Don't worry about it," Zeta said. "I don't have many appointments today. You're my last

patient." Zeta gave it a thought and suddenly remembered something. She said, smiling, "I almost forgot to give

you the wedding gift." She pointed to the lush potted plants on the balcony." I've raised these with care. Pick one."

Stella froze for a moment, surprised that Zeta would give her a potted plant. She walked over to the healthy green

plants, and upon closer inspection , she found that they looked lush and well-trimmed. "Did you raise these

yourself?". "Yes. I like gardening to pass the time. The hobby helps me cultivate my body and soul." After Zeta typed

a few lines on the computer, she said to Stella, "You can pick a pot of your choice." Zeta did not know what to get

Stella. After all, it was hard to define the depth of their friendship. They were not that close, so giving Stella an

expensive gift seemed slightly -..-.-. inappropriate . However, if she gave her something too inexpensive, it would be

embarrassing. The plants were all her own. They were not ridiculously expensive, but they were all valuable

species. Hence, Zeta thought the plants would make a suitable gift. Stella was happy to accept them too, knowing

herself that she probably wouldn't accept something like expensive jewelry. All things considered, it was indeed

thoughtful of Zeta to give her a potted plant she planted with her own hands. The lush greens would be easy on the

eyes. Stella saw a bonsai with red flower bones and thought it was pretty. "What kind of plant is this? It blooms in

the spring." Stella wanted to touch it. "Wait, don't touch it!" Zeta had just finished writing the case, and when she

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

turned around to see Stella reaching out to touch the potted plant, she jumped in shock and hurriedly stopped

Stella. "Don't touch that! It's poisonous!" Stella was stunned and instinctively withdrew her hand." Poisonous?" 'How

could a potted plant be poisonous...' Stella thought. Zeta walked up to her and was relieved to see that she had not

touched it. She breathed a sigh of relief. "You have good eyes. This is the Oleander plant. It's very poisonous."

"Oleander?" Stella did not know much about plants. She just thought it sounded like a pretty good name. "Is it a

tree?" "No." Zeta shook her head, smiling. "Oleander is a common ornamental evergreen shrub that blooms

throughout the year. It has the best blooms in summer and autumn, but it rarely bears fruit when potted..." Stella

nodded. "So it's not some sort of tree." The plant sported a very beautiful five-petaled flower, its deep pink warmly

juxtaposed against the green. It was gorgeous. "Did you just say that this is poisonous?" Zeta nodded with a stern

look. "I was about to take it home. If I leave it here, someone might get hurt," Zeta explained.