Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1241

Stella stopped dead in her tracks. She turned back and glanced at him. "Isn't your place upstairs?"

"Your bag is still with me." Weston handed it to her.

Stella reached out and took her bag. Seeing that Weston had no intention of leaving, she stopped and gave him a strange look. "You're not going to follow me shamelessly, are you?" "I want to see them both."

Stella said, "You met them yesterday. Please go back."

Weston stood in front of her and refused to budge. He suddenly hugged her and showed his vulnerable side, pleading as he rested his chin on her shoulder, “Stella, have mercy on me..."

Stella froze a little. Weston's voice rang in her ear with a little warm breath.

After a long silence, Stella asked him, "Who'd have mercy on me back then?"

one sentence completely defeated

was an unexpected knock on the door after Stella bathed Elias and Emma separately and put them in

was Weston, Stella opened the

"Are you done yet?"

it was not Weston. The guy in front of her was

asked, "Why did you drink so

to her side to let

did not move. He just looked at her obsessively. "When did you

"Let's not talk about that now. Come in. I'll make you something to sober up," she said as she went to

watched Stella's natural movements and knew she still treated him as Roger. A sudden rush of impulse swayed him. Miguel closed the door and pinned Stella between his arms. Before Stella could react, she looked up and froze when she saw Miguel's handsome face so

his ear to hers. He muttered, “I like you... I really like you... I've liked you for years. Do you

hair with dazed

him away.

I

not drunk but behaved like a drunken man. "Why can't you look at me? It's been years! Do you only have

I don't think of you