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. 

man‘s eyes became darker and darker, brewing

and

doing things he hadn‘t let her do before.

showed no intention

at her–how she seemed to be struggling,

he felt

the back of her

the veins between his fingers bulged as he pulled her hair, causing her scalp to hurt a little.

still crimson, and they had become

flowing, yet there was no

unknown time, the people outside the cabin held their breaths as they heard the woman whimpering inside.

looked at each other, not knowing how

to

around and kept their gazes straight.

sounds from inside, but they acted as if nothing had

few shameless people

an

finally docked.

row, guarding both sides of the

up by the man again

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

Ford‘s men came forward just