Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1407

Soon afterward, Stella suddenly smelled a pleasant aroma-

This time, she was sure she was not just imagining it. The aroma clearly wafted in from the direction of the kitchen. She got up from the balcony and carefully put down the tablet in her hands before heading towards the living room.

As she suspected, she saw a tall figure there.

Stella almost stopped breathing as she slowly tiptoed into the kitchen, only to see Weston standing there wearing an apron. There was also a pot of boiling water on the stove next to him.

Weston then deftly cut up some vegetables and plopped them into the pot before covering them with a lid. He turned around and saw Stella standing there at the door, her face looking sickly and pale.

He frowned, then walked up to her and touched her face with the back of his hand to check if she had a fever.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Are you feeling unwell?”

“Are you out of your mind?!” Stella swatted his hand away, still recovering from the shock. “How can you just sneak into my house without telling me?! You’re absolutely crazy!”

Weston froze. He had not expected her to react so strongly to his presence there.

“I’m sorry,” he said after a pause. “I sent you a text, but you didn’t reply.”

enjoy a peaceful vacation at home!” she replied. “That’s why I put my phone on airplane mode! Just because I didn’t reply to your text doesn’t mean you can sneak

like she just realized

didn’t steal the passcode to our house, did you? Or did you somehow secretly take my thumbprints when I didn’t realize it?”

to her questions. Then he finally told her, “I don’t need to steal the passcode to

deeply he knew and understood her, it took almost no effort for him

you say,” said Stella, massaging her temples. “Just get out

house now!”

tried to push him away, but he would not even

asked, impatient. “Fine! If you’re not leaving, then

leave!”

sorry,” Weston immediately hugged her from behind. “I didn’t

told him, “Right now, you’re the one who suddenly popped up in my house without my permission.

in a grumbling tone that made it

him.

and just planted soft kisses on the nape of her neck before

and how he whispered softly in her ear, “I made your favorite dishes. Don’t you want to

taste them?”

and mouthwatering aroma wafted out of the kitchen. Stella suddenly lost all her will to resist, not least because she remembered that phone call from Dr. Hayden Quirk when