Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 150 

The next second. 

The door burst open. 

There was a loud crash as if something heavy had smashed on the ground. The fire extinguisher rolled on the floor before it hit the wall with a clang. Justin gazed around the room, eyes bloodshot and heaving. 

The room was dark. 

Clothes were scattered on the floor. 

stared at him without any emotions.

coat sat in his arm, shaking violently. Without thinking, Justin marched forward and commanded, “Give her back to me.” Weston’s hard stare fell on him. “She was always mine.” Both men, refusing to back down, went head-on. Justin’s patience ran out as he took a step forward

grabbed a bottle of red wine and slammed it into Justin’s skull with

streamed down Justin’s

eye. He moved his head slightly to shake off the dizziness, but held on tight, not allowing himself to fall. “Don’t you see she’s crying? Why are you

powerful opressive aura enveloped the room, the temperature appeared to drop a few degrees. As he stood before Weston, all the wrath that was

“I warned you.” 

this, Stella immediately looked up and stopped him. “He’s innocent. Don’t drag

woman was Stella, hearing her voice confirmed everything. This

compromise,” he said.

as if he was transported back to the day of the drifting incident when he was trapped in the vehicle and