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. 

eyes became darker and darker, brewing with emotions none

took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

doing things he hadn‘t

showed no intention

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

he felt nothing.

of her head

between his fingers bulged as he pulled

still crimson, and they had become

yet there was no

unknown time, the people outside the cabin held their breaths as they

looked at each other, not

to say

their backs around and kept their

sounds from inside, but

there were a few shameless

an

ship finally

a row, guarding both sides

by the man again and

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

came forward just