Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 912 

A clear voice that reeked with an oppressive aura and gut wrenching sharpness sounded from above her head. 

Perhaps it was the stiff atmosphere that they were both eerily calm, like a thread stretched so thin it could snap at any moment. 

Stella looked up and saw a man in a suit standing at the cabin door. His hand gripped the door frame, and his bony fingers vaguely showed his bulging blue veins. 

He was so tall that he blocked out all the light, leaving only a long shadow on the floor. 

It was a shadow that almost engulfed her entire body. 

Stella clenched her fists slowly, and her lips turned white. She could not utter a single word. 

The sound of heavy footsteps thumped toward her. 

And then he stood in front of her. 

The familiar oppressive aura that loomed above her head began to hit her. 

She started to tremble but was swept into a pine–scented embrace before she knew it. 

cologne, but since it was their wedding today, he had changed his scent to suit the theme of

personally picked it out for

thought he would question and punish her, but unexpectedly, his

his force was so powerful her arms hurt a

her lower lip

terrifying in his current

his expressionless was a sign of his inconsolable

plead, all she could do was

Is there nothing you want to say to me?” he whispered into her ear

finally lost all control of

closed her eyes, and her forehead was covered with

she said this with

and pinched her chin. “Is sorry the

her head, wanting to break free from his control.

not let her have her way. He pinned her against the bulkhead with some force and took up

while I am still willing to talk to you

reason?” Stella

you run