Mr. Ford Is Jealous

The creaking sounds finally stopped.

On this heavy night, a low voice gradually calmed down.

A subtle rustling sound of the sheets could be heard as the man got up.

As Stella Sealey looked at the scratch marks on his back, she felt a sudden impulse, and reflexively grabbed his wrist.

"Could you stay here tonight?" Weston paused.

Without turning back and letting her keep the view of his perfectly toned back, he buttoned up his shirt.

Stella was anxious.Her fingers clenched at the already wrinkled sheets, further crumpling them.She held her breath as if to wait for his judgment.

After a long while, she heard him say, "Okay."

Stella breathed a sigh of relief.She even felt tears well up in her eyes.

The man turned around.He was strikingly tall and had chiseled handsome features, and his deep eyes looked like the starry night sky.

This man was her husband, Weston Ford.

Corporation, he was the youngest man to ever top the Fortune’s List, and the most prestigious businessman around the globe.He was also a frequent

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and looked him

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for his permission.Weston’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t stop

he allowed her

a sigh of relief,

their marriage, Weston was undoubtedly the perfect husband.He was wealthy and

wife,

was interested

she didn’t have time to ponder this problem… Because she needed money badly, and this man was her only

her only pillar.So even if they were husband and wife, she was still careful

was good enough to her.He gave her the dignity of being his

average that she would be easily lost in a crowd, her identity as Mrs.Ford had given her space to

spends the night with her, everything was great.It was exceptionally

was the first time Weston was sleeping

Stella couldn’t sleep.She kept wanting to reach out to touch

and turned over to have

bitterly retracted her hand

up very early to make Weston breakfast.She drew her hair up in a high ponytail, revealing