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?” 

you like to eat,”

put her hand on the chair and subconsciously looked at the man in

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 nostalgic. Before

the tables

a man like Weston, he naturally wouldn’t cook for her. It was considered generous

before, she would have been grateful, but now, she believed it was nothing

down and chose a few light-flavored

at all, merely looking

grimaced and inquired, “I remember

long time. Stella paused for a while when she heard this, but didn’t

don’t you

curled into a sneer and said, “I don’t feel so well, so I can’t

fall from the top of the rooftop that day… Weston suddenly shut his eyes

while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, “What should I do to make