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. 

took a moment to breathe before realizing who he meant.

Her fingers were trembling slightly. “What does he have to

ever let him call himself the father of those two little ones again, I‘ll make

gave him a cold look. “Are you going to

didn‘t act like a clown in front of me like he did today, I‘d have considered letting him go.”

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

as he finished, Stella suddenly looked up at him with red eyes and

silence, they could hear the breathing

front of her with intense hatred burning in her

her life after causing her miscarriage and abandoning her–he trapped her by his side and

pushed Roger to the verge of death. As a

so lightly again, as if it was nothing to him. Weston didn‘t fight back. Soon, an obvious, red mark appeared on his face.