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.

and, as if suddenly losing interest, he sat up

happened, Stella knew

unnecessary struggle and decided to settle down, resigned to her fate. She even fastened her seatbelt. Weston saw her movements from the rearview mirror,

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

screeching of tires pierced through

her, but

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

Ford’s driving skills aren’t very

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

his shirt, “As long as my

“You…”

like that.” Weston Ford, are you mad? You

and focused on driving the silvery black

leaned his arm on the