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.” 

had spoken calmly, yet, she could feel the mixed emotion and

its peak, but it was suppressed and turned into other emotions that

suffocated her.

at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say, it‘s better to say it now.

his head and 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 have me.”

eyes as her eyelashes trembled

now as pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to

while, she shook her head. “...I have nothing to say.”

“Sure?” 

appeared on Weston‘s

his tie, brought her wrists together, and tied them firmly. Instantly her eyes widened, and panic surged

she couldn‘t

of me!” Stella shrieked, struggling hard

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

he would do, she subconsciously

her in his iron grip.

hot that it made her feel uncomfortable.”

the man warned in a low

held her feet and took out a pair of shackles from