Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 920 

A possessive man by nature, Weston was now more possessive of her than ever. 

Stella merely kept quiet and pulled up her hair. 

Her hair was in a mess, no thanks to all that running and the favor she did him earlier. 

Weston took the wedding dress from the shelf next to her, held her waist, and helped her put it on. 

The tailor–made wedding dress perfectly complemented her figure. 

He was stunned the moment she put it on. 

He turned her around and asked her to look in the mirror. 

“Look at how beautiful you are.” 

She didn‘t say a word. 

Seeing this, he pinched her cheek and lifted her head, and looked at her in the mirror. “If you run away today, you won‘t be able to see yourself like this.” 

calmly, yet, she could feel the mixed

anger had reached its peak, but it

it suffocated her.

to say, it‘s better to say it now. We‘ll go up and take the oath later. There‘s not that much time left for

kissed her on the cheek, but there was no warmth in his eyes. “Remember this. You‘ll have no freedom in the future. You‘ll only

her eyes as her eyelashes trembled violently.

now as pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to cover her fragile

her head. “...I

“Sure?” 

sneer appeared on Weston‘s

her eyes widened, and panic surged into her heart. “What are

couldn‘t struggle free. “Are you

go of me!” Stella shrieked, struggling hard to

squatted in front of her, lifted her skirt, and lifted

what he would do, she subconsciously pulled

her in

was so hot that it made her feel uncomfortable.” Weston, you...”

the man warned in a

took out a pair of shackles from nowhere.