Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 82

So noisy…

Why was it so noisy?

Stella was already in much pain to begin with, but the unrelenting noise by her ears which sounded like people fighting worsened the pain further. “Mr. Hall…” She called for him once again. “Could you take me to the hospital?”

Justin stepped forward and looked into Weston’s eyes, “Mr. Ford, do you hear that? She’s calling for me.” Weston fell silent as he glared at the woman in his arms. Yet, he still showed no signs of handing her over to Justin. He was serious when he delivered that punch to Justin earlier. Justin touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, which sent pain shooting through his face. Stella was probably not the only one who needed a doctor right now. He probably needed one himself, too

With that thought, he glanced tentatively at Weston. What relationship did he really have with Stella? It must be close enough for him to get so agitated. In his impression, everyone else always knew Weston as the cold prince. He always maintained his composure even if mountains were to come crashing down before him.

“I don’t want to repeat myself. Scram.” Weston ignored him and began walking away with Stella in his arms.

The woman in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, as if sensing that something was wrong. When she looked into Weston’s eyes, she was rudely awoken by the sight of him. “What are you doing here?” She struggled against his hold with all her might, her eyes filled with resistance. “Let me go! I said, let me go! Do you hear me?’

and out of consciousness. Earlier, she was in a daze and clueless about

do to me? I’m already in such a terrible state, and you still refuse to let me go?” “Why can’t you just let me go?” Indignance overflowed in

with such intensity. “I

shocked by Stella’s sudden reaction. He had no idea

over her. The sight of Stella trying

front of him, but her eyes were turning red as tears welled in her eyes. It might have been due to the aphrodisiac effects of the

knew that the next time he met Stella, she would surely reject his advances. Yet, he never dared

of her tears made him feel it all, raw and cutting. He had long become an

reaching a hand out

tears was always effective on

other man, “Are you sure

this world would want to

actions.” With that, Weston released his grip over Stella and let her