Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 895 

"Your grandfather’s impression of me isn’t good as it is," Stella explained patiently.

"He might have agreed for us to get married, but I still want to leave a better impression on him… The fact that he asked me to meet him must mean he’s giving me a chance.If I hesitate and bring you along with me, then I’ll never get another chance to get his approval."

"If he gives you any trouble," Weston replied while stroking her face, "just tell me, and I’ll handle it."

"Okay," she nodded.

"You should probably cover up your neck a little…" Weston said as he adjusted Stella’s collar to hide the bright red hickeys he’d left.

"And whose fault is this?!" she scolded him.

"I told you to stop this morning, but you wouldn’t listen!"

"Alright," Weston chuckled and massaged the red marks on her skin.

"I’ll pick you up this evening."

The manor Warren Ford lived in was a reasonable distance away from the city.

When Stella arrived, it was already late afternoon.

Warren had just woken up from his midday nap.

Noticing that she was here, he smiled kindly to her and said, "Come in!"

she saw a man walking out of the study.It was Chris Ford "He came

while brewing a

was just about

you get older, finding a companion who’d

had a piano shop to look after, so Warren often found himself in unpleasant solitude whenever he

so strange about me being here?" he

son, after all! It’s only natural that

differently when he was with Warren than when

was, while he often indulged his sons, Warren’s relationship with Weston was rather cold

his talented grandson, which had, for

Chris Ford

would mostly hand over the crucial

due to

the potential that Weston displayed

in the chess box and

your breath!"

pawn in his hand and complained,

"Get out!"

walked past Stella, he stopped beside

"Not bad!" he sneered.

"I’ve really underestimated you!"

to take his words to heart Once Chris was gone, Warren and Stella were

and poured

long silence, "I don’t really like