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

little worried, afraid of what she would

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

was in no shape to receive such an onslaught.

noise. Stella only frowned a little, turned over, and went back

gently without disturbing

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

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

him to handle Ford Corporation with

and glanced at her sleeping face, and only

took a few hours before

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

space here was unfamiliar, it took a while to come back to what happened last night…

the man coming to her. “Did

back to the

turned gloomy, and