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.” 

she could feel the mixed emotion

if his anger had reached its peak, but it was suppressed and turned into other

suffocated her. “Weston...”

weak, “I...” The man stared at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say, it‘s better to say it now.

no warmth in his eyes. “Remember this. You‘ll

her eyes as

pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to cover her

her head. “...I have nothing to

“Sure?” 

sneer appeared on Weston‘s

brought her wrists together, and tied them firmly. Instantly her eyes widened, and panic surged into her heart. “What are you doing?!” She watched in horror as he wrapped the

couldn‘t struggle free.

of me!” Stella shrieked,

her skirt, and

he would do, she subconsciously pulled her foot away.

he held her in his iron grip.

it made her

the man warned in

out a