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.” 

could feel the mixed emotion and

had reached its peak, but it was suppressed and turned into other emotions that were

suffocated

spoke, her voice a little weak, “I...” The man stared at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say, it‘s better to say

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

her eyes as

as a sheet, the

she shook her head. “...I have

“Sure?” 

on Weston‘s face.

her eyes widened, and panic surged into her heart. “What are

gap, she couldn‘t

Stella shrieked, struggling hard to free

front of her, lifted her skirt, and lifted her

what he would do, she subconsciously pulled her foot

he held her in