Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 802 Stella could feel her belly rubbing the cold buckle of Weston‘s belt. She had a hunch that things were about to go wildly out of control. 

“No...” she begged him. “Please, not here...” 

“Before she could finish speaking, the sound of heels clacking the ground approached Weston’s office door rapidly... 

“Mr. Ford,” Daisy called and knocked on the door. “I’ve compiled the important points from the meeting minutes.” 

Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and entered the office. 

As soon as the doorknob turned, Stella shoved Weston away in panic, slinked down under his desk, and hid there before he could say anything. 

Weston watched her speechlessly. He was about to get her when he saw Stella desperately gesturing to him to keep quiet. 

“Shh!” 

She looked at him with large, pleading eyes. Her face was still flushed. Her hair was a mess. She was half naked, and her clothes were in disarray. It was clear that she was not 

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by strangers. Weston shifted his gaze towards Daisy, who was still standing at the door. His expressions quickly changed into the stern and stoic look he always sported.

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so sorry,” she said, stepping backward. “This report is quite urgent, so my mind was preoccupied, and I simply forgot myself...”

knocked on the door,

It will never

herself under her breath. She had no idea what had gotten into her that made her commit such a silly offense. Perhaps she had

and dutifully reported the information she had compiled. Suddenly, from the corner of her eyes, she noticed a clear red mark on Weston‘s neck that made her pause

mark on his neck was, of course. She was far from naive, not to mention that she had been Xavier‘s girlfriend

getting together , Xavier had never treated Daisy as if she was a fragile maiden. In fact, their relationship was a typical one between adults; hence Daisy learned the ways to please a man. Naturally, she knew instantly that the mark on Weston‘s

it wasn‘t there this morning during the meeting, so how

when she thought of Ella, whom she saw

feel a little guilty. She should‘ve helped Ella when she saw her waiting downstairs, but for reasons she couldn‘t quite understand herself, she

she comforted

something was wrong