Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 58

The look in his eyes was terrifying.

With the restricted space in the car, Stella could feel the chill in her bones.

She looked coldly at the man before her, and whatever remnant of past affection she had for him instantly vanished. “I said, can you please stop… mm!” Before she could repeat her entire sentence, Weston pressed his fingers against her lips.

His body hovered over hers, almost covering her entire body. There was a split second where he almost wanted to cover her mouth with hers when he heard the words he hated.

Yet, he decided against that and simply put his fingers to her lips with a dark look in his eyes.” Stella Sealey, don’t anger me.”

Their gazes locked.

Stella couldn’t help but tremble.

She clenched her fists, her guard clearly up.

the position for a long time and, as if suddenly losing interest, he sat up straight and

happened, Stella knew how unpleasant this

her fate. She even fastened her seatbelt. Weston saw her movements from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his lips

straight ahead expressionlessly. “I know very well that I’ll just be doing myself a disservice by pitting myself against a man like Mr.

of tires

her, but

a pair of cold, dark eyes. She

skills aren’t

and threw out a casual remark instead of blowing her top at his abrupt

top button of his shirt, “As long as my skills in the bedroom are enough

“You…”

eyes flew open, completely taken aback that he would say something like that.” Weston Ford, are you mad?

focused on driving the

He leaned his arm on the open window. “Fly, disgusting… what else