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. 

his muffled voice, she took a moment to breathe

were trembling slightly. “What does he

call himself the father of those two little

him a cold look. “Are

clown in front of me like

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

him with red eyes and gave him

silence,

the man in front of her with intense

because of his ridiculous actions—he disrupted her life after causing her miscarriage and abandoning her–he

obey and pushed Roger to the verge of death. As a result, Roger killed himself because he

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