Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 159

His slender legs extended to scoop up the thong on the ground with his hand-made leather shoes, before leaning down to grasp it. 

Then, he squeezed it into a ball and let go. “I remember you liked lace in the past. What made you switch to cotton?” 

Stella closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Her arms were freezing. “It was a random purchase, I have no preference,” she added as she rubbed her right arm 

Weston said nothing and threw the thong next to him. 

“Continue,” he said, studying her with interest. 

She nodded and knelt in front of him, trembling. Her hands went out and touched the spot she didn’t want to touch. 

Sure enough, his body stiffened up and the veins on his neck ruptured. He grabbed her hair and pulled her away. “Who taught you these?” “No one.” She shook her head. 

pleased him. He held the back of her neck, and

“Good girl.” 

there weren’t any men by her

he had was

now, it seemed even he wasn’t a

hair and noticed how

new toy, he took

time being, there was nothing

her face and he let go of her hair

you upset again?” “I’m not upset.” She shook her head. “You don’t look very convincing.” Hearing this, she looked

looked worse than

tongue and averted his gaze. “Does being with me disgust you?” She didn’t answer instantly, but

he chuckled. The dim light shone on his face, accentuating the features on his face. He seemed to be smiling, but his aura of superiority pushed people away. Even if one could get along well with him, an evident distance could be