Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 989

Weston said nothing. He leaned against her face, and kissed her a few times before murmuring, “Once we get to the new room, you can rest for a little longer before the dinner happens, okay?” 

The tone of voice that he used suggested tender intimacy, as if they were a loving married couple. 

They both had something in common — they were both excellent pretenders. 

Even though their relationship was so damaged that it was like a ship riddled with holes, as long as Weston was willing, they could easily put up an act and pretend that they were deeply in love with each other. 

Stella nodded and replied, “Okay.” 

The staff who were supposed to help them move their stuff had been waiting outside. 

Stella frowned as she watched them move her potted plants from the balcony. 

“Let me handle that one,” she told them. 

her oleander plant worryingly, fearing that

looks like you care a lot about that plant,” Weston stated as he held her waist. He looked into her eyes

Stella feel a little guilty, so she turned away from him and replied, “Not really. It‘s just that it is especially delicate. It must be handled with care, or it will be damaged.

be careful with it then,” Weston said, playing with

couldn‘t shift her gaze from

like it when her attention was on anything else

can just get you a new one. In

somewhat gloomy face and sensed something , so she asked him in a helpless tone, “Don‘t tell me you‘re jealous of a potted

whenever Weston turned silent like that. She couldn‘t read his emotions or guess what ran through his mind.

a long time, he casually toyed with her hair and reminded her in a husky voice, “You can have a

that couldn‘t even talk or

more than she did for him was strictly

some plants, are you?” “What if I insist on taking care of them?” she continued, leaning into his arms and stroking

her groping hand and plainly said, “Try

expressions gradually changed. “But they‘re only

I said, try