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.” 

feel the

anger had reached its peak, but it was

suffocated

stared at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say,

on the cheek, but there was no warmth in his eyes. “Remember this. You‘ll have no

as her eyelashes trembled violently.

sheet, the makeup failed to

she shook her head. “...I have

“Sure?” 

sneer appeared on Weston‘s face.

suddenly tore off his tie, brought 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 wrapped the tie

couldn‘t

me!” Stella shrieked, struggling hard

of her, lifted her skirt,

she subconsciously pulled her foot away.

held her in his