Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 617

Weston called Stella’s name once, but no one answered.

He loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket, and casually left it in the entryway.

When he walked to the master room, he heard the sound of water coming from inside. His eyes turned to the bathroom. Then, he strode forward and walked toward the bedroom.

He could see Stella’s reflection on the glass door of the bathroom. She was undressing, unaware of his arrival.

The man’s hand was on the doorknob. He wanted to open the door and enter directly, but he suddenly stopped and looked straight at Stella’s every move reflected on the glass door.

As she bent over and raised her hand…

Weston’s eyes deepened slowly. He gulped, and then let go of the doorknob. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

“Stella…” Weston’s raspy voice was low and hoarse. He saw the reflection on the glass door and froze for a moment. Then, Stella’s voice came.

“You’re back?”

curled his lips in a

to see Stella panic or at a loss. He loved seeing her panicking because of him. Her cute frightened look made him want to squish her into

suddenly. She was at a loss

she noticed that Weston did not move and stood still, she awkwardly asked,

Hearing her request, he said,

she did not bring any clothes or

After a long while, she heard deep laughter. “Sure.

embarrassed that she wanted the ground to swallow her up. Despite that, she put on

frightened look through the glass door that separated them. Maybe her face was flushed red already, but she pretended nothing had happened and talked

a hard time and went

her pajamas. When he took her pajamas, the phone he casually placed on the bedside table beeped. He took

Stella’s experience at the clothing store in a detailed

why she said someone almost took her as a credit card

impassive face, but