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. 

messy as a child.”

lowered her head and grabbed a

his hand and lowered his gaze at her,” I’ll be going to work in half an hour. You better say whatever you want to say now, or you’ll have to hold it in for the rest

always been able to see through

“That clothing store

closed down as well…” “And so? Isn’t that what you wanted?” he said nonchalantly as if it didn’t matter to

up at him. “I didn’t even specify which shop it is. How do you know which

hand and used a napkin to wipe her fingers. After her fingers were all clean, he flung the napkin aside and said, “Since you were bullied in the first place, what’s wrong with me bullying them

was him, indeed.

wrist. His slightly calloused thumb rubbed back and forth on the back of her palm.

you wouldn’t bother yourself with

to make her look into his eyes. “Tell me,

that you would never let her make

crystal clear eyes held no trace of