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.” 

the mixed emotion and anger

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

suffocated her.

The man stared at her fixedly. “If there is anything else you want to say, it‘s better to say it now.

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

her eyes as

pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to cover her fragile state.

while, she shook her head. “...I have

“Sure?” 

appeared on Weston‘s face.

brought her wrists together, and tied them firmly. Instantly her eyes widened, and panic

slightest gap, she couldn‘t struggle

Stella shrieked,

in front of her, lifted her skirt, and lifted her ankle

knowing what he would do, she subconsciously

he held her in his iron