Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 916 

Weston didn‘t seem to think she would act like this and was slightly surprised. 

But he didn‘t show it on his face. Instead, he continued to look at her, curious to see what she would do next. 

Stella‘s movements were prolonged, and she seemed to be a little hesitant. 

She glanced in the direction outside the cabin, worried that those people would come in. Seemingly seeing her thoughts, He said casually, “Without my orders, they won‘t come in.” 

She pursed her lips for a while and continued what she was doing. 

She put her hand on the buckle of the man‘s belt; the metallic sheen reflecting the horrible state her face was in. 

The well-tailored trousers wrapped around his long legs with smooth muscle lines. Stella knew what the beast looked like under the trousers and that this position would weaken her. 

Weston fixed his gaze on her without saying a word. 

With occasional pauses, she unfastened his belt awkwardly. 

She had done it before, but her movements were clumsy and jerky. 

Apparently, she hadn‘t made much progress. He could still feel the slight tremor of her fingers. 

darker and darker, brewing with

a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

front of him, doing

showed no intention of stopping her.

at her–how she seemed to be struggling, and how

he felt nothing.

her head and pushed her harder.

held her hair, the veins between his fingers bulged as he pulled

were still

were flowing, yet there was

the people outside the cabin held their breaths as they

not knowing

to

around and kept their gazes straight.

from inside, but they acted as

shameless people who were already blushing.

an

ship finally

stood in a row, guarding both sides