Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 476

Stella looked at the fruit punch before her and shook her head. “I would like some wine, too.” He furrowed his brows, “Are you not aware of the state of your stomach? Forget about even touching any alcohol.” This time around, Stella decided to be disobedient and insisted, “I’ll just take a sip. Yours looks really good…” He ignored her and picked up his glass of champagne, sipping on it before placing it back on the glass counter. He reached out to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt and leaned back leisurely That simple action revealed his collarbones and effectively lent a wicked and unruly aura to the originally formal-looking shirt. “If you want it, come and get it yourself.” His brow arched as he looked at Stella challengingly, “If you get it, it’s yours.” 

Stella knew that he was provoking her, but it successfully incited the streak of competitiveness in her. She stood up, walked towards him, and was about to snatch the glass of champagne away when Weston grabbed it in the nick of time. As Stella stretched her arms towards it, Weston grabbed her waist and pulled her into his embrace. 

“Throwing yourself at me?” 

Stella shrieked instinctively the moment she found that she had landed in his arms. 

She looked at him in slight shock as Weston looked back at her provocatively, “Hmm?” Stella pursed her lips and said, “You’re really very different from how you were in the past.” 

Weston lifted her chin, his interest piqued at her comment. “Tell me. How am I different?” 

smiled. “I can’t recall the details. I

with her half-hearted answer. “Don’t

tried hard to remember

Weston, but even earlier, when she had

other girls in school, she had been struck by Weston’s impressive and attractive aura She was certain that she had never seen any man like he

drawn to people of superiority. Despite being disappointed in him, she had

the past, you wouldn’t be as…not serious as you were just now.” She thought about it and finally gave

for a moment, not expecting her to say

onto his lap,

past?” 

occur to him that Stella was referring to