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.

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

as perfect as

up and looked him

change into a

his shirt collar, trying to probe for his

he seemed somewhat reluctant, he allowed her to

a sigh of

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

to his wife, he was meticulous

why he was interested in her in

have time to ponder this problem… Because she needed money badly,

husband and wife, she was

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

crowd,

that he never spends the night with her, everything was great.It was

was sleeping

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

man frowned and turned over to have his back face her.Her hand stopped

moment later, she bitterly retracted her hand and

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