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

clenched her fists in anger. Her fingers were trembling slightly. “What does

Instead, he said indifferently, “If you ever let him call himself the father of those two little ones again, I‘ll make him regret

“Are you going

front of me like he did today, I‘d

know you treat him like Roger, but I don‘t care about him. Even if Roger is

as he finished, Stella suddenly looked up at him with

the dead silence, they could hear the breathing of the

the man in front of her with intense hatred burning in her eyes.

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

of death. As a

hated him so much for all the things 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 face. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and looked at her with a smile.