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

personally picked it

he would question and punish her, but unexpectedly, his

was so powerful her

closed her eyes and bit her lower lip without making

Weston was terrifying in his current form was an

his expressionless was a sign of

plead, all she could do

to say to me?”

all control of

forehead was

she said this

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

closed her eyes and turned her head, wanting to break free

the bulkhead with some force and took up

while I am still willing to talk to you

Stella

did you