Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 916 Weston didn‘t seem to think she would act like this and was 

slightly surprised. 

But he didn‘t show it on his face. Instead, he continued to look at her, curious to see what she would do next. 

Stella‘s movements were prolonged, and she seemed to be a little hesitant. 

She glanced in the direction outside the cabin, worried that those people would come in. Seemingly seeing her thoughts, He said casually, “Without my orders, they won‘t come in.” 

She pursed her lips for a while and continued what she was doing. 

She put her hand on the buckle of the man‘s belt; the metallic sheen reflecting the horrible state her face was in. 

The well-tailored trousers wrapped around his long legs with smooth muscle lines. Stella knew what the beast looked like under the trousers and that this position would weaken her. 

Weston fixed his gaze on her without saying a word. 

With occasional pauses, she unfastened his belt awkwardly. 

She had done it before, but her movements were clumsy and jerky. 

Apparently, she hadn‘t made much progress. He could still feel 

the slight tremor of her fingers. 

darker, brewing with emotions none could understand.

deep breath and tried

slowly kneeled in front of him, doing things he hadn‘t

his eyes showed no intention of stopping her.

and looked at her–how she seemed to be

felt nothing.

even grabbed the back of her head and pushed

her hair, the veins between his fingers bulged as he pulled her hair,

of Stella‘s eyes were still crimson, and they had

there was no

the cabin held their breaths as

not knowing

was better not to say a

and kept their

from inside, but

a few shameless people who were already blushing.

half an hour.

ship finally

stood in a row, guarding both sides of the passage.

by the man again and walked out.

jacket still covered her from before, so no one could see her messy and flustered face

forward just as