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 tried to

kneeled in front of him, doing things he hadn‘t let

eyes showed no intention of stopping her.

gaze and looked at her–how she seemed

he felt

of her head and

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

were still crimson, and they had become

were flowing, yet there

the cabin held their breaths

at each other, not knowing

to say a word.

their backs around and kept their gazes straight.

but they acted as if nothing

were a few shameless people who were already

an hour.

finally

in a row, guarding both sides of the