Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 648

Weston kept to his word and only allowed Stella to eat junk food once a week. 

From then on, all the meals that Joan whipped up were nutritious. They tasted delicious, but Stella never had much of an appetite and often ate just a little before returning to her workstation. 

Joan felt perturbed at the possibility that her cooking skills might have deteriorated . She glanced at Weston, who was seated on the couch, and asked, “Sir, shall I cook something else and send it to Ms. Steele?” 

“No need for that.” Weston looked in the direction of Stella’s workstation. “Let her be.” 

Joan nodded and went off to busy herself with other things. 

Stella would be shooting the film’s last scene tomorrow, and she was taking it very seriously. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already eleven o’clock at night. 

She stretched her arms out and saw a dim light coming from the corridor outside. That indicated that Weston was probably still awake, and her heart sank. 

She took out the bottle of medicine and pondered for a 

before popping one.

with a gulp of water when her door

bed; his usually neat, slicked-back hair drooped casually at the side of his forehead, softening his

in her hands. “I’m just about to sleep.”

and turned to leave, though he left the door ajar behind him.

Weston already on the bed. When he saw her enter the room, he put down the book in his

take a shower,” he told her.

warm water splashed on her body, accompanying the

trying to recall what time she had taken the medicine. Perhaps it was because she had been taking so much lately that she felt its effects

period. 

tired after the medicine’s

two more weeks before Zeta was scheduled to return from her business trip. Only until then was

Weston didn’t intend to do anything to her tonight.

he spoke a word, she threw open the covers and dove into bed. Her slightly cold skin touched him, carrying with it moisture fresh

the back of his

shook her