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. 

looked at her oleander plant worryingly, fearing that they

like you care a lot about that plant,” Weston stated as he held her waist.

just that it is especially delicate.

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

her gaze from the

 else but him, even if it was just a

can just get you a new one. In

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

into hers, as if trying to peer into her 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 did that concealing his thoughts

and reminded her in a husky voice, “You can

her spending so much time and effort on these inanimate plants that couldn‘t even talk or move,

or anything more than she did for him was strictly

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

grabbed her groping hand and plainly said,

be serious!” Stella‘s expressions gradually changed. “But they‘re

said, try me.”