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 out for him.

her, but

force was so powerful her arms hurt a little.

her

that Weston was terrifying in his current

his expressionless was a sign

plead, all she could

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

finally lost all control of herself and began

forehead was covered with

said this

her and pinched her chin. “Is sorry

and turned her head, wanting

pinned her against the bulkhead with

am still willing to talk to you

reason?” Stella asked.

did you run