Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 488

Perhaps it was Weston’s excessive tenderness that Stella suddenly felt drained and lethargic. 

She yawned slightly, and the corners of her eyes turned red like that of a little rabbit. Weston’s movements slowed down as he let her lean against his shoulder. “Nap for a while if you want to.” 

After she slowly shut her eyes and fell asleep, Weston carried her in his arms as if he were coaxing a little child. 

His arms wrapped around her back as he gently patted her. 

His thin lips leaned closer to her ear as he kissed it repeatedly in a way that spoke of inextinguishable sentiment and passion as he enveloped her in his embrace. Weston lowered his head and took every inch of Stella’s sleeping profile. “How good it would be if she were to be this well-behaved every day.” He chuckled lowly. “Just stay by my side like this, all right?” He mumbled to himself, or rather, to Stella. Were those empty titles really so important to Stella? Aside from official status, he could give her everything. Shouldn’t that be enough? He had no idea why women were always obsessed with such trivial matters. What he was capable of giving Stella was a lot more than the title of Mrs. Ford. But based on what he knew of Stella right now, even if he wanted to give her everything he could, she might not even want it. 

thought made his face darken.

sending Stella back, Weston received a call from Chris, who asked him out for a chat. Weston instructed Joan to take good

He would usually spend the night in his own apartment – just like Weston’s original Golden Eve apartment, which he subsequently gave to Guinevere but had never

a special way but didn’t expect him to bring her back to his own apartment. It seemed obvious to him that Chris

apartment, he saw Daisy seated on the living room couch, looking uneasily at

“Mr. Ford…” 

her and looked directly at Chris, “Speak. Don’t waste

you can’t wait to get back to her, but things still need to be settled. What do you say?” Weston remained silent as he settled down on the couch.

immediately feeling tense, straightened herself up as

even further, unable to tell what this man before her was thinking and