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 good mood.

or at a loss. He loved seeing her panicking

relax, but Weston had come back suddenly. She was at a loss as to what to do

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

her request,

in the bathroom. She realized she did not bring any clothes or a bathrobe in, so she said,

did not hear any answer from the man. After a long while, she heard deep

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

Stella’s cute frightened look through the glass door that separated them. Maybe her face was flushed red already,

her a hard

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

store in a detailed report. She had probably been mistreated

explained why she said someone almost took her as

but this time, his eyes turned cold