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. 

and darker, brewing

deep breath and tried

of him, doing things he hadn‘t

his eyes showed no intention of stopping

lowered his gaze and looked at her–how she seemed to be struggling, and how she was

he felt nothing.

back of her head and

veins between his fingers bulged as he

Stella‘s eyes were still crimson, and

were flowing, yet there was

outside the cabin held their breaths as they heard the

at each other, not knowing how to react.

was better not to say a

their backs around and

retching sounds from inside, but they acted as if nothing had

there were a few shameless

half an hour.

ship finally

bodyguards stood in a row, guarding

the man

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

forward just as they reached the shore.