Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 217

Her eyes were crimson, and the old guy in front of her appeared to sense the loss and battle raging within her heart during the brief seconds they shared. People who loved art appeared to have pure hearts. Stella, too, wished she could maintain her innocence, but… 

“The me now really don’t deserve your piano. I know you only make a few pianos in a year. You should leave it for those who deserve it more than me.” Seeing her persistence, Mr. Kennedy waved his hand.

“Alright. You can go out.” Stella shut the door and the minute she turned around she saw Weston waiting for her in the corridor. Seeing that her eyes were red, he frowned and walked to her.

said in a heavy tone, “What did Mr. Kennedy say to you?” She shook her head. “Nothing.” Not believing what he heard, Weston walked past her, trying to push the door open.

me,” she said

to play the

a piano at home, I won’t have the time for it. Plus, Mr. Kennedy only produces a few pianos in a

to you.” “I really don’t want it now.” She gazed at him with sincerity and honesty. He gently pinched her cheeks and felt helpless. “Stella, when will you ever stop putting other people before yourself?” This stunned her for a little while. It was indeed

do that, ever again.” The original plan was to get Stella a piano but since she didn’t want it, he took her home. Their car sped down the highway.