Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1198 As she spoke, Stella noticed that Weston‘s expression had turned stone cold. It was as if her words were a bucket of cold water that was poured onto his burning flame. 

His fiery passion was extinguished just like that, so swiftly, so mercilessly, and so painfully. 

Stella enjoyed that look on his face right now. Her gestures became languid yet elegant. 

Then she sensed that the grip around her waist was getting tighter and tighter. She looked down at the dark and unfathomable eyes of the man. She frowned and . asserted, “You‘re hurting me!” 

She could see that Weston was already on the verge of fury. Yet he remained calm and patient enough not to lose his temper. Instead, he buried his face in her neck and told her, “You know perfectly well what I want, Stella 

He kissed her shoulder, and the warmth of his lips spread slowly downwards, though he did not venture any further. He just lingered on the surface of her skin. 

Weston knew that Stella only said those things to hurt him. She must have known that with his feelings for her right now, telling him to go to another woman would do nothing but only distress him. 

in his husky voice into her ear as he leaned against her neck. “There will never be another woman in my life except 

as well that this man had always been able to do everything excellently. She had learned long ago, back when he used to keep her as his mistress while publicly being in a relationship with Guinevere Cohen, that his words could not

to get away

came here to see you because

backward, quietly staring  and

her finish speaking before telling her,“ There‘s no need

startled, and there was surprise in her eyes. With a laugh, she asked him, “What if I want the entire Ford Corporation

hands on each

He exuded an invisible aura of intimidation effortlessly “As long as it‘s something that you want,” he said, “I‘ll give it to you without any question.” The smile on Stella‘s face faded slightly. She could tell that he was not joking. This made her expression gradually turn somber. “You‘re right,” she said, touching his arms

They looked