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.

love–filled fingers touched her skin,

of what she would think of him when she

last night. So many years of loneliness… he did not know how many days and nights he had endured, but everything was

no shape to receive such an onslaught.

Stella only frowned a little,

got up gently without disturbing her.

looked back at her and gave her a kiss on the forehead before

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

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

hands, and glanced at her sleeping face, and only then did he feel the empty place in his heart

hours before Stella

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

here was unfamiliar, it took a while to come back to what happened

second, she saw the man coming

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

eyes turned gloomy, and he did not dare to go