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

what had happened, Stella knew how unpleasant this

resigned to her fate. She even fastened her seatbelt. Weston saw her movements from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly. “You’re pretty good

want to get hauled away once again.” She stared straight ahead expressionlessly. “I know very well that I’ll just be doing myself a disservice by pitting myself

screeching of tires pierced through the

before her, but

and her gaze landed on a pair of cold, dark eyes. She tried to suppress the

skills

out a casual remark instead of blowing her top at

face and tugged open the top button of his shirt, “As long as my skills in the bedroom are enough to

“You…”

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

and focused on driving the

massive SUV entered a wide expressway. He leaned his arm on the