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.

took a deep breath and tried to

doing things he hadn‘t let her do before.

showed no

seemed to be struggling, and how she was

felt

grabbed the back of her

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

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

yet there was no

cabin held their

at each other, not

not to

their backs around and

they heard retching sounds from inside, but they acted

there were a few shameless

half an

ship finally docked.

stood in a row, guarding

picked up by the man again and walked

no one could see her messy and flustered

men came forward just as they reached the shore.