Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1341

Weston instantly held his breath and slowed down his movements as he let her lean against his chest in a more comfortable way.

It was only when Stella fell back to sleep again that he picked her up in his arms and carried her into the master bedroom before gently placing her down on the king-

sized bed.

Weston was an incurable germaphobe, so he would never lie in his own bed before taking a shower, but Stella was always an exception to his every rule.

In his eyes, she was always pure and clean.

There was a sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. Weston stared at the woman in front of him, who was deep in sleep. For the very first time in his life, he was stumped by a great challenge–how could he quickly give Stella a bath without waking her up?

He frowned, looked down at the urgent situation between his legs, and sighed.

With enormous self–restraint, he gave her a quick bath, swiftly wrapped her up in a towel, and tossed her back onto the bed. 1

Stella was in such a deep sleep that she only responded by

briefly, and turning over before falling back

gazed at her sweet sleeping face and

flowing water from the bathroom

muscular build cast a long

in the air and let out a long, relieved sigh. His tense body finally relaxed. His hand was tightly balled up into a fist and was leaning

head. A droplet of water dripped from his inky black hair and landed near his feet. He snatched a towel and wrapped it around his waist, and strode

already fast asleep.

the blanket before sliding into the bed. He then wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her into his

to the lingering coolness of his body as he just came out of the

so good at tormenting me,” he murmured huskily, his dark eyes fixed

some reason, there was a hint of a

tensed up from the sight. He leaned down on

and gently pressed her

idea how desperate of a situation I’m in right

the gentle rustling sound of

time, it was almost midnight, so even Weston eventually fell asleep