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. 

back of her neck, and his movements

“Good girl.” 

knew that there weren’t any men by her

only threat he

he wasn’t

noticed how soft it was, like

fascinating new toy, he took his time and ran his fingers through

anyone playing with her hair, but for the time being, there was nothing she could do

and he let go of

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

worse than

his gaze. “Does being with me disgust you?” She didn’t answer instantly, but paused for a while before asking,

pushed people away. Even if one could get along well with him, an evident distance could be perceived. “Tell me the lie first.”