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. 

eyes became darker and darker,

breath and tried to

front of him, doing things he hadn‘t let her

no intention of

she seemed to be struggling, and how she

felt nothing.

back of her head and pushed her harder.

his fingers bulged as he pulled her hair, causing

still crimson, and

yet there was no

an unknown time, the people outside the cabin held their breaths as they

looked at each other, not knowing how to

not to say a word.

turned their backs around and kept

they heard retching sounds from inside, but they acted as if

there were a few shameless people who were

half an hour.

finally

row, guarding both sides of the passage.