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.” 

the mixed emotion and anger

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

it suffocated her.

to say, it‘s better to say

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

closed her eyes as her eyelashes trembled

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

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

“Sure?” 

appeared on Weston‘s

them firmly. Instantly her eyes widened, and panic surged into her heart. “What are you doing?!” She watched in

couldn‘t struggle free. “Are you crazy!”

of me!” Stella shrieked,

of her, lifted her skirt, and

she

her in his

it made her feel

move,” the man warned in a low

her feet and took out a pair of shackles from nowhere.