Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 79

It might have been the recollection of the scene earlier that triggered the effects of the drug in her blood.

She opened her eyes wide, which were slightly red and bloodshot, and couldn’t stop her body from shaking involuntarily.

Justin could clearly see that something was wrong with Stella as he crouched down before her. “What exactly is going on with you?”

awake, “I’m really sorry. Could you send me to the hospital, please?”

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In the dimly lit private room. A moment’s change made the noisy and bustling private room turn deadly silent. No one dared to make a sound as they all looked tentatively at Weston. Ever since Stella left, he thrashed everything within reach in the private room. Beginning with the table right before him, to the wine glass that Stella poured wine into for him, almost everything was smashed mercilessly on the floor. Glass shards were all over the floor.

to even breathe, clueless as to why Weston was so worked

himself did

dark corner, his dress pants slightly wrinkled from being sat on by Stella. His buckle shone in the

betrayed the bad mood he was currently in. He took a long puff of his cigarette as scenes from earlier

not one to lose

he had never lost control over himself. Earlier, he had forced Stella into his embrace, seeking her touch by pinching her chin and

how he had lost control back then, but did not expect

something was off, as if there was something else coursing through his veins. He suddenly opened his eyes. “You lit

straight, their faces tense. “I…” The fragrance in this place was no ordinary fragrance, but fragrance

to the body, it

commonplace in venues such as these, and no one

most people wouldn’t lose all their senses, similar to being slightly intoxicated. Yet, its effects might differ from person to person. There might be a