Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 95 She was full of thorns. Once she calmed down, her only wish was to hurt Weston as much as she could.

The man’s eyes darkened. He pressed his finger against Stella’s lips. He remained impassive and did not stop until Stella blushed and coughed a few times.

When Stella calmed down and was about to speak, Weston did the same trick again. He repeated it a few times. How could Stella not understand what he meant?

Weston wanted her to stop saying things he did not want to hear. He was so assertive!

She closed her eyes in exhaustion and lay in his arms like a dead fish, refusing to move.

Although she showed so much negative resistance, Weston still felt content with her in his arms. He wrapped his arms around her waisted and kissed her on the hair. “That’s a good girl.”

A short moment later, the phone on the bedside

He did not need to look at

said nothing,

pulled out the phone card, threw

back next to her and took her into his arms. “Sleep,” he commanded. Stella did not believe that he was simply sleeping with her. She kept her eyes open until they were sore. When the sound of even breathing came

slept well since that day. Whenever he closed his eyes at night, he

to run to catch her, he could only watch her fall in the

how long it had been since he had such a good sleep. Although,

the peace there, Guinevere was frantic

had frayed awkwardly. Hence, she did not rush it any further and gave Weston a lot of

discreet. She kept calling him today because she had heard about Weston’s trip to