Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 648

Weston kept to his word and only allowed Stella to eat junk food once a week. 

From then on, all the meals that Joan whipped up were nutritious. They tasted delicious, but Stella never had much of an appetite and often ate just a little before returning to her workstation. 

Joan felt perturbed at the possibility that her cooking skills might have deteriorated . She glanced at Weston, who was seated on the couch, and asked, “Sir, shall I cook something else and send it to Ms. Steele?” 

“No need for that.” Weston looked in the direction of Stella’s workstation. “Let her be.” 

Joan nodded and went off to busy herself with other things. 

Stella would be shooting the film’s last scene tomorrow, and she was taking it very seriously. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already eleven o’clock at night. 

She stretched her arms out and saw a dim light coming from the corridor outside. That indicated that Weston was probably still awake, and her heart sank. 

She took out the bottle of medicine and pondered for a moment before popping one. 

when her door was opened. Weston stood by the doorway, wearing a deep blue robe.” Still

usually neat, slicked-back hair drooped casually at the side of his forehead, softening his sharp, handsome features.

down the script in her hands. “I’m just about

he left

into the bedroom and saw Weston already on the bed. When he saw

take a shower,” he told

on her body, accompanying the rise

had taken the medicine. Perhaps it was because she had been taking so much lately that she felt its effects more intensely during this period.

would feel more tired

trip. Only until then was

late last night, and Weston didn’t intend to

threw open the covers and dove into bed. Her slightly cold skin touched him, carrying with it moisture

his hand on her

shook her head.