Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 387 Thinking on one‘s feet and being quick–witted were of utmost importance to remain employed in such a wealthy family. 

This time, Stella entered the room without knocking on the door. Weston looked over. “What are you doing?” “Joan is worried that you‘ll die from your sickness and asked me to bring you some medicine.” “Did you come over of your own accord or was it because Joan asked for your help?” “What do you think?” Stella‘s tone was mild as she sat at the side of his bed and retrieved the right dosage of medication. She handed him a thermometer. “Open your mouth and put this in.” He paused for a moment, keeping silent as he stared at her. Stella couldn‘t comprehend what he was thinking. “What are you staring at me for? Measure your temperature.” 

Weston‘s interest was piqued as he stepped back. “How rare. I used to always be the one to command you. Now, it‘s your turn.” 

Stella was stunned for a moment. A while later, she glared at him and flung the thermometer on the bed. “Do whatever you want.” 

With that, she stood up to leave. Weston grabbed her wrist with a smile. “We were married once, and you‘re still so shy?” 

“Who said that I‘m being shy? I just find you unabashed!” 

Stella flung his hand away and tried to leave again, but Weston didn‘t let her. 

was almost done with his work anyway, he thought, as he pulled Stella into his

either put it in your mouth or stick it in your armpit!” “I don‘t. Teach me.” Stella

not,” Weston caressed her hair. “I really

his forehead against hers. “Just feel how warm I am...”

instinctively wanted to avoid his touch, but she

foreheads touched, Stella gasped in shock. “You‘re really quite warm to

she found it only slightly warm. Now, however, it felt like his

not want to go to the

at him with curiosity and realized that he even managed to spend the entire afternoon working. “You really think

only his heavy breathing could be heard.

did the fever burn you silly?” “What nonsense.” He lowered his head and bit her shoulder. “Even if I become silly, don‘t you

could he still be thinking about