Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 379 The thunderclap jolted her awake from the daze. Stella recoiled, and her body shivered violently. She tossed the pillow across the room, and it landed on the floor. 

She looked at Weston. Seeing that he was still sleeping, as if completely unaware of what just happened, she climbed out of bed to pick up the pillow and placed it where it belonged. She shrank away from Weston completely, aghast of what she was doing just now. 

She was trying to kill Weston. 

Her whole body quivered at that realization. She dreaded to think what would have happened had she succeeded in her attempt. Weston was a powerful and influential man. If someone of his stature was to be found dead in her bed, there was no way that she would be able to get away with it. There would be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Even her brother might be implicated too. Stella was inundated by a sense of remorse and regret. She felt remorseful for the horrendous act that she almost committed. At the same time, she regretted losing possibly the only chance she had to get rid of Weston and gain freedom for herself. 

all her energy, she leaned against the headboard, staring blankly at the man beside her. She did not know how long she stayed that way. The next thing she knew, her back was drenched in cold sweat, and she was so exhausted that she had to lie down and shut her eyes. Soon, she was overcome by fatigue and fell into slumber. Her breathing gradually slowed down and became more regular. Then, the man beside her opened his eyes. His eyes were as dark as the blackest starless night while he quietly studied Stella‘s face. It was still the same face that he knew, yet at the same time, it seemed so wholly foreign to him that

awake when Stella tried to smother him with a pillow, but he did not move or fight back. In that moment, he thought if it could help Stella eliminate the hatred she felt in her heart, then he

he had such

all. He remembered thinking when she removed the pillow that if she was not ruthless enough to kill him, then she

and hugged her tight. He leaned down to kiss her forehead

time...” he murmured, though it sounded