Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 558 

It was clear Weston knew very little of Stella’s past life. 

The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom. After soaking in the bathtub for a while, Stella finally got up and turned on the shower. 

She had no idea Weston recently loved letting Stella soak in the bath. He would even help her clean her body with a curious fervor as if the activity gave him a lot of pleasure. 

But Stella never liked soaking in the bathtub. 

Now that he had gotten angry and left the room, there was no reason to keep soaking. So she got out and took a shower instead. 

The water soon stopped flowing. Stella opened the door and walked out… 

As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, her eyes met with Weston’s, and she stopped dead in her tracks. 

“You’re not in bed yet?” she asked, breaking the silence. 

Weston looked coldly at her and said nothing. He seemed to be trying to ignore her. 

glimmered. She, too,

kind of mood he was in right now, but she was pretty sure that she made him angry in the bathroom.

because she still had something to ask of him. Knowing this, Stella had to swallow her pride and try to cheer him up. She took a deep breath, softened her expression, and turned her gaze

cut on your face okay?” she asked.

a little bit of the soapy water had splashed onto the cut on his face. He stormed out before she could

to bed yet,” Siella continued, inching closer towards him, “then let me take care of the

100,” he finally responded with his icy stare fixed on

those words were laced with sarcasm, but she merely pursed

her, Weston suddenly got up and turned on his heels to leave, but Stella quickly grabbed his arm and stopped

said, “then why did you have to help me in the bathroom? You need to take care of that cut now, because I saw it got splashed with water. It’ll fester if you don’t

worried about him, but Weston turned his back on her and did

step forward and gently tugged on his

care of the cut on your face,

her, looking straight into her eyes. After a long, tense silence, his gaze moved downward and stopped at the hand that was

care about Roger,” he said. “After all, his injuries are far more serious

sarcasm or disdain in those words.

a friend to take care of him as well anyway. I can just go see him

startled by his terrifying scowl. He suddenly took a step forward