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 by little.

what she would think of him when she woke up.

not hold back last night. So many years of loneliness… he did not know how many days and

shape to receive such an

made some noise. Stella only frowned

got up gently without disturbing her.

kiss on the forehead

time, and when he calmed down, he would attend to the

allow him to handle Ford Corporation with ease, but he had still fallen behind

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

hours before Stella

dinner, and her body felt like it had been dismantled and reassembled. She was so tired that she felt completely listless, and when she

a while to come back to

next second, she saw the man coming to

his voice, thinking back to the scene last night, and

saw her reaction, his eyes turned gloomy, and he did