Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Weston was caressing her hair and accidentally pulled too hard. Stella gasped at the sharp twinge of pain which sent tears to her eyes, which continued staring stubbornly at him. 

Weston sighed and planted a kiss on her forehead. “I‘ve already given you my word and I won‘t let anyone touch you. Trust me.” These were clearly tender words of promise, yet he said it in such a cold and unfeeling manner. 

Stella‘s words brought to his mind the one–year promise they had between them, which Stella seemed to always have at the back of her mind. 

Even though she appeared well–invested in the role of a woman who only had eyes for him, it was likely that she was still thinking about how she could leave him. Otherwise, why would she always bring up the one–year timeline? “Your acting skills have improved tremendously indeed,” Weston looked into her eyes and commented. Stella didn‘t understand what he meant but knew vaguely that it wasn‘t anything good. She said, “I just hope that you keep your promise and do as you say.”. She chuckled self–derisively, “I don‘t want to always be on guard against Guinevere‘s attacks, especially when I was forced against my will to be someone‘s secret lover.” Weston’s face darkened, clearly displeased at how she described herself using such nasty terms. 

“Exactly which part of you looks like a secret lover?” Stella said, “What must I do to fulfill your image of a secret lover? Always hiding in the dark and living in the shadows? I never hide from Roger, yet I‘m so ashamed about letting him know about our relationship...” “You‘re the one who‘s overthinking everything,” Weston cut her off as frustration mounted in his chest. “As long as you‘re willing, I can let our relationship be open and aboveboard.” The mocking smile remained on Stella‘s face. “You can, but I still want my pride.” The world had always been prejudiced in its judgments between men and women; between the powerful and the weak. 

she endured. He could only speak from his own perspective

saw Weston‘s

and walked to the other side, giving him space. Despite not having much to speak to each other about,

and left the room with his phone at

without following him out

walked out in need of a cup of water.

balcony, speaking into his phone with slight annoyance, “Settle such trivial matters yourself. Don‘t spread your negative vibes to me.” As if

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