Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

Weston could tell that she felt uneasy when she walked out of the washroom. Keeping silent, he closed his book and placed it on the table next to him. “Let’s rest for today. What would you like to do?” 

Stella turned her head around and glanced at the clock. “I want to go to work.” 

The sight of his brows furrowing made Stella explain. “Teachers at the training center don’t get the weekends off. Many children spend their entire weekends on supplementary classes.” 

Others might be able to enjoy a free weekend with nothing to do, but to them, it was the golden working period. 

He simply stood up without a word and walked past her. 

“I’ll send you,” he said lightly when he reached the door. 

head lowered as conflicting emotions arose in

other than to follow behind

left the house, she couldn’t help but try to negotiate. “Haven’t we agreed that the driver would send me to work?”.

on the front passenger seat. “Fasten your seatbelt,” he

Suddenly, Weston stopped the car and leaned over to help her with

brushed the tip of her nose, giving

an urge to sneeze

much attention and it’ll be difficult for me to explain things to them…” Weston didn’t respond to her remarks, and neither did

she realized he was mocking her for having the self awareness of being a mistress. Smiling self-derisively, ahe replied, “I don’t have a choice. If something were to happen, I’ll be the only one getting scolded. For all I know, Guinevere might come creating trouble and force me

a promise. To Stella, however, a man’s promise was the most unreliable thing. She smiled and looked outside the window. “It’s

she

never occur. His eyes darkened with displeasure, and he refused to continue speaking. Instead, he accelerated the speed of the car. Stella’s body was thrown forward by the sudden increase in peed and she looked at him with slight annoyance. That look slightly lifted his spirits. He smiled while continuing to steer

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