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 emotions none

and tried to calm herself

kneeled in front of him, doing things he

his eyes showed no

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

felt

of her head and pushed her harder.

veins between his fingers bulged as he pulled her hair, causing her scalp to hurt a little.

of Stella‘s eyes were still crimson, and they had become

flowing, yet there was

cabin held their breaths

other, not knowing

was better not to say a

their backs around and kept their gazes straight.

from inside, but they acted as

shameless

an hour.

ship finally docked.

in a row, guarding both sides of the