Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 437

Weston did not expect Stella to wake up earlier than him. When he woke up, there was no one lying beside him. 

He called out in a hoarse voice, “Stella?” 

There was nothing but silence in the room. He lifted the blanket and casually put on a robe. As he walked out, he smelled the nice aroma coming from the kitchen. 

His eyes flickered a little. This familiar smell was not Joan’s cooking. 

It was just as expected. He found Stella in the kitchen with an apron on. She was making some soup and looked very busy going in and out. It reminded him of the old Stella. When she heard some noises, she stopped moving and turned around, only to meet Weston’s gaze. 

She smiled at him. “You’re up? Breakfast will be ready soon. You can wait in the living room.” 

in thought. This scene reminded much of the morning he told her about

for him. Her eyes were filled with

breathed in her scent from behind. He wondered what kind of shampoo

his nose against her skin, it tickled

it. It’ll be done soon… Go wait for me in the living

him in such a sweet tone. Weston thought he was still in a dream. It was impossible for him to reject any of Stella’s requests when she was like this.

her cheek and finally released her reluctantly. Then, he turned and went to the

he looked back at her

to the couch in the living room, picked up the tablet, and started working on the

and stood up. Stella looked young and refreshed with her hair tied in a bun. Her skin looked so supple and fine under the soft morning light. She wiped her hands, took off her apron, and then hung it on the wall. When she turned around, Weston leaned toward her to pick her up. She cried out in surprise before