Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 380 It rained so heavily last night that when dawn broke, the whole world seemed to have changed. 

Stella did not get a good night‘s sleep at all, but she still woke up very early that morning. She tried to stretch her body but found herself tightly enveloped by a scorching warmth. 

As her mind was still muddled by slumber, she was stunned and confused by this, but she soon realized that the source of that warmth was the man beside her. 

Weston‘s body had always been naturally warmer than hers. Everytime he held her in his arms, she felt as if she was leaning against the fireplace. But the heat was a little higher than usual today. 

Stella opened her eyes and leaned over to place her hand on Weston‘s forehead. The heat almost scalded her skin. She frowned. Was he running a fever? Weston was awakened by Stella‘s touch. “What time is it?” he asked, his voice hoarse and his brows knitted. “Eight in the morning,” she replied, noticing that his voice was huskier than usual, besides also being croaky. “How are you feeling? Are you sick?” Weston did not answer her, but there was a thin wry smile on his face. He opened his eyes and stared at her. Though he looked flushed and sickly, it took nothing away from his handsomeness at all. 

me?” he asked. “Me?

remembered being ill was so long ago that he could not remember how old he was back then. His stamina had always been above average. That, coupled with his acute intelligence, was what made him so invincible and powerful in the world of business. Whether in terms of brains or brawn, Weston always came

fell silent for a while until she finally said, “But you‘re just a normal human being made of flesh and bones.

understand why Weston had to act so tough. Everyone would get sick sometimes. Wasn‘t that just a fact of life? She could have sworn that he even sounded embarrassed for

indeed higher than normal. He probably caught a cold because he had been in the rain last night, and when he got home, he went straight to bed without

was still reluctant to admit it. “I‘m fine,” he insisted before sitting up in bed and reaching his hand out to pull Stella into his arms and give her a morning kiss.

a habit of his every morning. In the past, Stella was the one who