Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 649

Stella woke up even later than before. 

Her whole body ached as though her limbs no longer belonged to her. Her knees felt weak, and she almost collapsed on the carpet when she got up. As usual, Weston woke up earlier than her, and he was already seated at the dining table when she came downstairs. 

Joan had prepared breakfast and was walking out of the kitchen when she saw Stella. “Ms. Steele,” she greeted. “Awake already?” Weston put down the book in his hand and glanced in her direction. “Have some breakfast.” Stella nodded and walked toward him, her footsteps heavy. 

She sat down and glanced at his book resting on the table. She asked with curiosity, “What book is that you’re reading?” 

She also saw him reading this book last night, but its cover was in a language she did not recognize. Weston said coolly, “A French book. Eat something first.” He caressed her head and put the book away. Stella retracted her gaze and sipped at her milk. 

It was warmed to a perfect degree and slid down her throat with relative ease. The sensation gave her momentary reprieve from her fatigue, but her voice was still hoarse. 

She cleared her throat as a large hand reached over to brush away the crumbs at the corner of her mouth. 

as messy as

head and grabbed a napkin to wipe her

going to work in half an hour. You better say

had always been able to see through her in one glance.

up at him. “That clothing store in

shop was fired, and the shop closed down as well…” “And so? Isn’t that what you wanted?” he said nonchalantly as

shop it is. How do you know which I

flung the napkin aside and said, “Since you were

was him,

his hand and hold her wrist. His slightly calloused thumb rubbed back and forth on the back of her

yourself with

to make her look into his eyes. “Tell me, are you happy?” “I’m not.” Stella

clearly Guinevere who created trouble. You promised that you would never let her make things difficult for me. Are you breaking your promise now?”

clear eyes held no