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. 

worryingly, fearing that they might

about that plant,” Weston stated as he held her waist. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you like this

really. It‘s just that it is especially delicate. It must be handled with care, or it will be damaged. I‘m a

careful with it then,” Weston

her gaze from the

it when her attention was on anything else but him, even if it was

new one. In fact, I can get you

so she asked him in a helpless tone, “Don‘t tell me you‘re jealous of a

speak, but his eyes were staring deeply 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

her hair and reminded her in a husky voice, “You can have a hobby, but it

and effort on these inanimate plants that couldn‘t even talk or move, with the

or anything more than she did for him was strictly disallowed. Not even a potted

going to punish me just because of some plants, are you?” “What if I insist on taking care

grabbed her groping hand and plainly said, “Try

expressions gradually changed. “But they‘re

said, try