Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 465

Chapter 465

Her hands were shaking, but she had little choice. "Don't blame me for being ruthless. It was you who did a bad job after taking my money. You should have fallen to your death that day. There is no point in living like this now. Just let me help you to depart."

The ECG machine beside her suddenly emitted a piercing beep. She was startled, and the syringe fell out of her hand.

But it did not matter.

Hastily, she picked it up and shoved it into her bag. To be on the safe side, she had brought an extra vial. A small enough was sufficient to exterminate a healthy adult, let alone a dying man. Sure enough, the ECG rate fluctuated, and the wave gradually flattened into a line after the ear -splitting sound. She took a deep breath while watching the man struggling on the bed.

After a while, it was a dead silence.

She reached out her hand to probe under his nose.

There was no more breathing.

Half an hour later, she left the ward.

What she did not know was that another man arrived shortly after.

Wearing a mask, no one recognized Ben and blocked him. "Sorry, no stranger here." Ben took off the mask, and the man recognized him instantly. "I am very sorry, Mr. Sullivan."

With a distant face, Ben said, "Why were you not here just now? What did you do?"

The bodyguard quickly explained, "There was an accident just now, so we went to help out, and we had to leave for a while. But it was only a short while. There shouldn't be any accidents

"Is that so?"

Ben pushed him away and opened the door to enter the ward.

The moment he saw the ashen face of the man on the bed, his eyes widened at once. "Get a doctor!

The bodyguards panicked, not knowing what had happened.

When they rushed in to take a look, they realized that the man had stopped breathing.

In the meantime, Weston's phone rang.

"She has done it."

The man's face darkened, oblivious as to what had provoked Guinevere today to the point she decided to make an early move. Regardless, he had already moved that man to another ward. "Keep an eye on her, and don't let her get away with it."

"Yes, Mr. Ford."

When he ended the call, the car had stopped at the entrance of the villa,

He purposely slowed down her pace when he entered the house. Weston looked at Joan as she came out. "Is she asleep?"

It was already very late. He was busy attending a meeting today at the office, while Stella returned early and headed to bed after washing up.

Joan nodded.

Weston went straight into the bedroom and instantly saw Stella curled up under the blanket. She was sleeping peacefully. She seemed to have stopped having nightmares for a few days, which was a good sign.

After washing up, he laid down next to her and took her into his arms.

She was sleeping soundly. When he kissed her forehead, he suddenly discovered that her body temperature was slightly high. He touched her forehead.

Her body temperature had been fluctuating for the past few days.

A man's body temperature was normally higher than a woman's, so even if her body temperature changed, it was actually similar to his.

Hence, it was hard for him to notice.

He got up and took a thermometer to take her temperature. The touch of the cold instrument woke her up.

She opened her eyes in some confusion and looked at the man in front of her. "You're back."