Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1211 Weston didn‘t care. He grabbed her wrists and put them behind her back, then, lifted her with both his arms. 

“Ah!” Stella exclaimed as she felt her feet dangling midair. She watched as he pushed herself against the wall and kissed her more passionately. 

Weston pinned her hands down and kissed her repeatedly as if trying to eat her up. Her whole body became numb and soft from the force he exerted, and she simply couldn‘t break free from his shackles. 

“Mm, let go of me...” She whimpered weakly. 

Weston seemed to not hear her as he continued his assault of kisses. He kissed her so intensely. He seemed like he was trying to make up for all the years in her absence. 

No one knew how long the kiss lasted. At last, Weston panted in her ear and said in a muffled voice, “Keep your distance from that man.” 

Stella‘s eyes seemed dazed. She was gasping for air. 

voice, she took a

were trembling slightly.

you ever let him call himself

a cold look. “Are

act like a clown in front of me

“I know you treat him like Roger, but I don‘t care about him. Even if Roger is still alive, I wouldn‘t forgive him if he had any ulterior motives toward

looked up at him with red eyes and gave him a

Amid the dead silence, they could hear the breathing

at the man in front of her

ridiculous actions—he disrupted her life after causing her miscarriage and abandoning her–he trapped her

and pushed Roger to the verge of death. As a result, Roger killed himself because he refused to be Weston‘s tool

he had done. However, Weston simply mentioned it so lightly again, as if it was nothing to him. Weston didn‘t fight back. Soon, an obvious, red mark appeared on his