Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 75

Weston took a sip from the wine glass Stella held to his lips,

However, Stella’s hand shook and some of the wine spilled out, staining Weston’s pristine white shirt

Instead of making the shirt look dirty, the dark red stains added a dangerous, menacing aura to Weston.

He was half-shrouded in darkness, and the other half under dim light. He looked just like half an angel and half a devil.

Stella immediately put the glass down. “I’m sorry about this.”

She pulled out some napkins, intending to clean up the mess.

Her hand suddenly paused in mid-air as she hesitated, “Mr. Ford, perhaps you should do it yourself.”

Weston kept silent and stared right into her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and maneuvered her hand to press the napkin onto his shirt.

The positions of the stains were slightly awkward.

her hand back instinctively, but Weston held

wiping his

it made her ears turn red. The sight made him hook

I won’t let

heard his innuendo filled remark, and was left

in the world was he

then, his phone rang like a police siren

listed her gaze and saw him furrow his brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced at the

did so, Stella still managed to

sneered at

if

voice was thick

frustration simmering in

the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had most

the lazy and leisurely atmosphere was all but gone, and there was only cold distance left in his eyes. He released his grip over Stella, and she immediately got off

in her demeanor and had a sudden

cigarette.

Stella jumped off the building, he would fall back into his smoking