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. 

at her oleander plant worryingly, fearing that they might damage it somehow.

stated as he held her waist. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you

replied, “Not really. It‘s just that it is especially delicate. It must be handled with care, or it will

to be careful with it then,” Weston said,

shift her gaze from the oleander

anything else but him, even

what if it gets damaged? I can just get you a new one. In fact, I can get

him in a helpless tone, “Don‘t tell me you‘re jealous

soul. Stella always got extremely nervous whenever Weston turned silent like that. She couldn‘t read his emotions or guess what ran through his mind. He often

husky voice, “You can have a hobby, but

so much time and effort on these inanimate plants that couldn‘t even talk or move, with the only condition that she spent the majority of it with him and him

for him was

playful tone, she asked him, “You‘re not going to punish me just because of some plants, are you?” “What if I insist on taking care of them?” she continued, leaning into his arms and stroking his chest. “You won‘t go as far

hand and plainly said, “Try me.”

Stella‘s expressions gradually

I said, try me.”