Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 772 

Weston pursed his lips and looked at her with a fixed gaze and deep eyes. He only had her reflections in his eyes. ‘I should not have left her alone in that place,’ Weston thought. If he had not let her stay out there alone, Guinevere would not have gotten the chance to hurt her, and the incident today would not have happened.

He suddenly recalled the day Stella had leaped from the rooftop. He could not help feeling like he would lose her again after he had learned that she had disappeared from the hotel.

He had already lost her once. He could not bear to lose her again. It was too tormenting for him. That feeling of loss never left him, but fortunately, she was still here. Fortunately, she was still unharmed.

Weston breathed a sigh and picked her up. He adjusted her position so that she was more comfortable in his arms.

“I won’t let you go again,” he said, as if to soothe her. It also sounded like a vow.

Ben stood at the door and controlled the traffic in and out. They had sealed off the bar.

was allowed to

calmed down a little, Weston

came in to drag the half-dead man away. Weston had indeed used all his force to beat him up. That man lay lifelessly on the ground like he was already dead. He could not resist when the bodyguards lifted him and dragged him to the floor. Stella

down and saw her torn clothes and unzipped zipper, his eyes turned grim. Those people deserved

man in the summer

in front of him. He could not resist, so he turned around and kicked

his collar. When he saw his hands, it felt like an

wanted to break his arms too, but he

had broken the man’s arms earlier. Both his arms were hanging limply there. It was obvious that Weston had tortured him

had already passed out. He did not show a

of sh*t. How dare you hurt

his palm and lifted the man’s hand. Then, he slashed the