Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

her hand back instinctively, but Weston

in wiping

fixed his dark, black eyes so intensely on Stella that it made her ears turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her reaction. “Be more careful. If you spill

won’t let you off

his innuendo filled remark, and

world was

Just then, his phone rang like a police siren that cut through the

and saw him furrow his brows, clearly displeased. He simply

still managed to see the

her rudely back to reality as she sneered at the man before her. “Not picking up the

if it’s Guinevere

was thick

felt frustration

call. He simply picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had most likely given up. “It’s already so

the air in the private room drop by a few degrees. By the time she turned to look at Weston again, the lazy and leisurely atmosphere was all but gone, and

demeanor and had a

cigarette.

smoking, but ever since the day Stella jumped off the building, he

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