Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 411

Stella did a double take. “Hold on… Why are you calling me?” “Why not?” Weston replied, while gesturing for his chauffeur to drive straight ahead, and he soon spotted Stella hovering near a junction. She looked ever so adorable and docile as she waited obediently for the lights to turn green. 

“No, I just thought that you’d be busy with work…” Stella was going to say that she thought Weston would spend the day with Guinevere, but quickly stopped herself although she was on the verge of saying it. “Didn’t I tell you that I would be spending the next few days at home with you?” Stella did not answer at first, and said after a while, “I’m heading home, then. The lights have just turned green-I need to cross now. Talk to you later.” “Yeah,” Weston replied, and watched as Stella hung up before telling the chauffeur to follow. She usually preferred shortcuts, and even though Weston had told her many times not to take quiet paths, she would agree to it, only to fall back to her old habits-it was no exception this time. 

After turning into an alley, Stella walked along until the end to a small road, where only a single car could pass. Still, it was not isolated since a single wall separated it from a busy highway, and it was brightly lit so Stella had nothing to fear. 

to make way for the car, but it

little weird just then, and tightened her hold over her pouch as she strode ahead. Even so, the car was still following her, and she could not shake it off no matter

that the car was there for her, and so she started to move at a hurried pace,

she could outrun a car, and she eventually stopped when she reached a dead end. Panting, she quickly picked up a large stick

feet stepped out. Stella finally looked up then, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that familiar face. Throwing the stick to the ground, she muttered, “Oh, it’s you…” She did not realize it was Weston because he

pouch while asking, “You didn’t recognize my car?” “How am I supposed to recognize them when you have countless?” Stella countered. “Make time to visit my garage. Remember every car you see, so that you won’t run