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 in

peak, but it was suppressed

it suffocated her. “Weston...”

spoke, her voice a little weak, “I...” The man stared at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say, it‘s better to say it now. We‘ll go

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

as her eyelashes trembled violently.

face now as pale as a sheet, the makeup

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

“Sure?” 

on

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 tie around

couldn‘t struggle

of me!” Stella shrieked, struggling hard to free herself.

front of her, lifted her skirt, and lifted

would do, she

he held her in

it made her feel uncomfortable.” Weston, you...”

man warned in

and took out a pair of shackles from nowhere.