Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 620 

Stella curled her toes and flushed red. 

“Let go of me…” She moved her ankle, only to sense that the thing under her foot was becoming hotter. 

She held the edge of the tub with both hands and wanted to jump up. “Let me go! I’ll stop…” “Really? Don’t you think it’s a little late to say that now?” Weston looked at her with a half-smile. He pressed her leg down with a stronger force and let her feel it more vividly. 

Stella took a deep breath and stammered as she scolded him, “Y-You b*stard! Don’t be a rascal…” 

Weston glanced up slightly and gave her a look. His face was still calm and composed, but it was completely different from the raging storm inside. The part Stella was stepping on did not look ferocious at all, but it was clearly strong and awakened. 

“Who’s the one who kept teasing me? I thought this was what you wanted.” His voice was a little low and husky. 

“You’re the one who complained about my stench first. I told you to stop bathing me, but you didn’t

dared to show

looked at her in amusement. “Okay, fine. It’s my fault. I’ll clean you up first.” Then, he reached out to her hair again.

her smell. She quickly shook her head and said,

as she shook her head. Weston tilted his head behind slightly, as if he

at him with a grimace. She asked, “Do you

his brow. He helplessly grabbed a towel for her

at

her nose.

angry or complaining at him as long as she remained responsive to him. He could tell that

reluctantly went to get dressed, only to find that the pajamas Weston had brought earlier were