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?”

her voice tremble slightly and curled his lips in a good mood.

reason, he loved to see Stella panic or at a loss. He loved seeing her panicking because of him. Her cute frightened

back suddenly. She was at a loss as to what

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

had never left. Hearing her request, he said,

bring any clothes or a bathrobe in, so she said, “Can you get me a set of

any answer from the man. After a long while, she heard

so embarrassed that she wanted the ground to swallow her up. Despite

Stella’s cute frightened look through the glass door that separated them. Maybe her face

stopped giving her a hard time and

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

Stella’s experience at the clothing store in a detailed report. She had probably been

why she said someone almost took her as a credit card thief when he called her

an impassive face, but this time, his eyes turned cold in