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

he held her waist. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you like this

searching eyes made 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

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

couldn‘t shift her gaze from the oleander

anything else but

new one. In fact, I can get you as

, so she asked him in a helpless tone, “Don‘t

extremely nervous whenever Weston turned silent like that. She couldn‘t read his emotions or guess what ran through his mind. He often did that concealing his thoughts and feelings from her and

her hair and reminded her in a husky voice,

plants that couldn‘t even talk or move,

she did for him was strictly

a 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

grabbed her groping hand and plainly said, “Try me.”

gradually changed. “But they‘re only

said,