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

it out

but unexpectedly, his first reaction was

powerful

bit her lower

that Weston was terrifying in his current

expressionless was a sign

to plead, all she could do was await

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

of herself

eyes, and her forehead was covered

end, she said this with a husky voice.

suddenly let go of her and pinched her chin. “Is sorry

closed her eyes and turned her head, wanting to break free from his control.

bulkhead with some force and took up the space between

good reason while I am still

reason?” Stella

you run