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.” 

yet, she could feel the

its peak, but it

suffocated her.

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 it now. We‘ll

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

as her eyelashes trembled violently.

now as pale as a sheet, the makeup failed to

long while, she shook her head. “...I have nothing

“Sure?” 

appeared on Weston‘s face.

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

the slightest gap, she couldn‘t

Stella shrieked, struggling hard to free

her, lifted her skirt, and lifted her ankle in

do, she subconsciously pulled her

held her in his iron grip.