Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1383

He became unusually gentle as though attempting to overwhelm her within the whirlpool he had created.

Then things got a little out of control.

Stella only knew that she was crying and screaming in the latter part of the night, yet Weston showed no mercy.

The gentleness earlier seemed to be a pretense to the true nature that he was displaying.

The rumbling inside the room continued almost until the early morning before it slowed down.

But not long after, in the morning, the torture of tossing and turning happened again. She was unable to make a sound by the end, her throat was dry and itchy, and she was wet, not knowing whether it was sweat or something else.

She slept until the next afternoon before showing signs of waking up.

But when she opened her eyes, a wave of fatigue immediately swept over her, and went back to sleep.

Weston woke up before her and lay beside her, tracing her face softly.

fingers touched her skin, inching southward little

was a little worried, afraid of what she would think

he did not know how many days and nights he had endured, but

shape to receive such

frowned a little, turned over, and went

gently without disturbing her.

he looked back at her and gave her a kiss on the forehead before getting up and working on a

restraining his desire for her for almost all of this time, and when he calmed down, he would

ability had long been able to allow him to handle Ford Corporation with ease, but he had still fallen

sleeping face, and only then did he feel the empty place

hours before Stella woke

had been dismantled and reassembled. She was so tired that she felt completely listless, and when she opened her eyes, she was

it took a while to

saw the man coming to her. “Did

voice, thinking back to the

eyes turned gloomy, and he did