Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 920 

A possessive man by nature, Weston was now more possessive of her than ever. 

Stella merely kept quiet and pulled up her hair. 

Her hair was in a mess, no thanks to all that running and the favor she did him earlier. 

Weston took the wedding dress from the shelf next to her, held her waist, and helped her put it on. 

The tailor–made wedding dress perfectly complemented her figure. 

He was stunned the moment she put it on. He turned her around and asked her to look in the mirror. 

“Look at how beautiful you are.” 

She didn‘t say a word. 

Seeing this, he pinched her cheek and lifted her head, and looked at her in the mirror. “If you run away today, you won‘t be able to see yourself like this.” 

had spoken calmly, yet, she could feel the mixed emotion and anger in his tone.

was as if his anger had reached its peak, but it was suppressed

it suffocated her.

want to say, it‘s better to say it now. We‘ll go up and take the

head and kissed her on the cheek, but there was no warmth in his eyes. “Remember this.

eyes as her eyelashes trembled

as pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to

her head. “...I have nothing to

“Sure?” 

appeared on Weston‘s face.

her wrists together, and tied them firmly. Instantly her eyes widened, and panic surged into her heart. “What are you doing?!” She watched in horror as he

the slightest gap, she couldn‘t struggle free. “Are you

me!” Stella shrieked, struggling hard to

skirt, and lifted her

he would do, she subconsciously pulled her foot

in