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Mr. Ford Is Jealous by Boat of Peaches Chapter 951
Chapter 951 After that, no matter how much Hayden tried to make Stella talk, she just would not
open up her heart again. She talked about general things on the surface and refused to pour out
what she really felt.
Hayden found himself in a tricky situation. Stella seemed like a gentle and docile woman, but
she was very defensive at heart.
Perhaps even she did not realize that deep down; a split personality might be hiding itself. "Mrs.
Ford, how long has this been going on?" "I'm not too sure either..." Stella struggled to
remember. Suddenly, a sharp pain throbbed in her mind and made her expression ugly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sorry, I..."
She tried to stand up, but she fell back in her seat. She pressed her temples hard and tried to shake off the jumbled
images in her head to no avail.
A patch of thick red liquid spread before her eyes.
Vivid images of the scene on the rooftop, the kidnappers, and her desperation during the fall brutally forced
themselves into her mind. After that came the blood that poured out from beneath.
Stella was instantly shot with bullets that were filled with moments of total despair. After that, they all collapsed and
converged into the image of the pot of oleander bathed in sunlight on the balcony. The bloody images soon
overlapped each other into a blur.
'End it all,' said the voice in her head. "The pain will be gone after the end.' "Mrs. Ford... Mrs. Ford?"
Hayden raised his voice and frowned. "Mrs. Ford, are you okay?" Stella snapped back to her senses, her head
covered in sweat.
"S-sorry..." Stella was shocked by her own extreme thoughts. She gulped hard and gripped the
arm of the sofa. "I feel a little uncomfortable. Can we talk some other time?"
In her current state, there was no way she could continue the conversation. Hayden reassured
her, "It's okay. If you don't feel like talking anymore, we can always stop."
He said, "Psychotherapy is a very long process. My last patient was actually...." "Was your last
patient Guinevere?"
Stella suddenly gave him a sharp look. "Dr. Quirk, are you Guinevere's psychiatrist?" Hayden's
eyes flickered. "Yes, I am." He noticed the subtle change in Stella's emotions when she
mentioned Guinevere's name.
Stella and Guinevere were love rivals. It was only normal for them to be hostile against each
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmother. In psychotherapy, it was common to use possible characters to guide the patient's
emotions. "Do you mind telling me more about your relationship with Ms. Cohen?" Stella shook
her head. "I have nothing to say about her." "You seem very agitated about her. Is it about
Weston?" "No..." "If it's not Weston, what's the connection between you? The Ford family?
Zachary?" Hayden guessed, "Unsurprisingly, you should be her child's stepmother..." "Enough!"
Stella roared, "Shut up!" Her eyes turned red as she heaved angrily and clenched her fists. She
would never be Zachary's stepmother. The image of her own child lying in front of her in a
bloody mess instantly appeared before her eyes; her child crying and questioning her. How could
she become the stepmother to a murderer's child? Weston heard the commotion and rushed in
with concern. "Stella." His face was stern. He pulled her into his arms and comforted her,
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Stella only shook her head and leaned into his arms
stiffly. After she had calmed down, Hayden stood up and shot Weston a hard look. "Mr. Ford, can
we talk?"
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