Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1257

Chapter 1257 

Meanwhile, because there was a heater in the tent, the air was warm and cozy, and Stella had settled in snugly. 

However, when she saw Weston come in again, bringing with him a gust of frosty air, she frowned, annoyance written all over her face. “Stop. Stay there. Don’t come any closer.” 

Weston stopped in his tracks. He remained unfazed by her bossy haughtiness, though he was bothered by how she was looking at him as if he disgusted her. 

And thus, he walked up to her and held her chin up with his hand. Before she had the time to react, he swiftly 

swooped down and kissed her lips. 

“Mmm…” Stella’s eyes widened in shock. The script slipped through her fingers, and she hit Weston hard on his shoulders to make him stop. 

But her resistance did not deter Weston in the slightest bit. Far from being hurt, it merely felt like a tickle. 

He clasped her hands together and, without any hesitation, dove right in and gave her a deeper kiss. 

Stella kept on resisting, albeit helplessly, as she did not manage to make him budge at all. 

of her when he was done kissing her. He leaned down on her forehead, still panting a little, and whispered in her ear, “You’ve been bossing me for long enough

it,” she pushed him away. “I’m not forcing you

think of it as me forcing

white clouds of fog, giving the air in the tent an

one time and

were cold and crystalline. She picked up the script on the floor, but

her, “The food up here tastes a little different. I asked the kitchen

of that,” she refused, not

paused, then asked her, “Which

of them,” she replied while looking straight into his eyes, obviously taunting

you want to eat then?” he asked

you–I want something

but that,” he said, reaching out his hand to pinch her nose. He chuckled and asked her,

you? Stop asking me

“Okay, then.” 

left the tent

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