Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 193

After a while, the table was piled high with food. 

Stella heard the noises and turned to look at them, which surprised her. 

Weston didn’t like too many people in the house. Right after they left, he called Stella over. 

She obediently stood up and walked to the table. Her eyes lit up slightly when she saw a table of food. 

“What is this? 

He forced her to sit and then sat across from her. “Pick what you like to eat.” He handed her a plate and a set of chopsticks. 

There were all sorts of foods on the table. 

All were made by top chefs, and for Stella to pick. She took in a deep breath. “It’s only a dinner. Did you have to make it this grand?” 

know what you like to eat,” Weston

on the chair and subconsciously looked

locked into each other gazes. She suddenly remembered something, and her lips curved into a smile, and she let out a laugh. But she wasn’t sure if the smile was sarcastic or

tables had

man like Weston, he naturally wouldn’t cook for her. It was considered generous that he had asked someone

it had been before, she would have been grateful, but

sat down and chose a

at all, merely looking at her.

cuisine, he grimaced and inquired, “I remember

for a long time. Stella

don’t you eat

into a sneer and said, “I don’t feel

it is because of the miscarriage she had suffered, or because of watching her fall from the top of the rooftop that day… Weston suddenly shut his eyes and

in a hoarse voice, “What should