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. 

today, he had changed his scent to suit the theme of the

it

he would question and punish her, but unexpectedly, his first reaction was to hug

was so powerful her

bit her lower lip without

say that Weston was terrifying in his current

expressionless was a sign of his inconsolable

daring to plead, all she could do

anything? Is there nothing you want to say to me?” he whispered

all control of herself and began trembling uncontrollably.

forehead was covered

end, she said this with

let go of her and pinched her chin. “Is sorry the only thing you

turned her head, wanting to break free

would surely not let her have her way. He pinned her against the bulkhead with some force and

reason while I am still willing to talk to you nicely.”

reason?” Stella

did you run