Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 667
Chapter 667
“If I don’t head over earlier to prepare, other people might see these marks. How will I explain myself then?”
“There’s no need to explain yourself to anyone,” Weston found a hairdryer and switched it on.
A gust of warm air blew out of it as he combed his fingers through her wet hair.
Stella could only stand in front of him obediently, letting him have his way with her.
After he was finally done drying her hair, she grabbed her bag and was ready to charge out of the apartment. Weston stood at the door and pressed her shoulders down. “You really don’t need me to send you there?”
“No need, just the driver will do.” Stella hurriedly changed into a pair of shoes.
Weston carried her up, crouched down, and sat her on one of his knees. He used his other hand to put a show on her feet. “So clumsy.”
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Stella’s feet were hauled off the ground, and she found herself sitting on his thigh the next moment.
stood
nestled
and she could feel his firm muscles through her palm. They
helping her with her shoes. She stood up and
something . Stella pursed her lips and turned around slowly. She stood on tiptoes and kissed the corner of his lips. “Will this
head and captured her lips in a
moment later, he released a panting
filming phase was soon ending, and the crew’s atmosphere was slightly different than usual, more
and a half hours earlier than scheduled, but there were
soon ready for her make-up and hair as
so early today?”
artist carried her briefcase into the room
shocked to see Stella. “Bradley
yet.”
to come early and
in awe of her professionalism.” Since you’re the first to
About Mr. Ford Is Jealous - Chapter 667
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