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 her hand in place

wiping his shirt, stroke by

dark, black eyes so intensely on Stella that it made her ears turn red. The sight made him hook his lips, satisfied with her

I won’t let you

filled remark, and was

in the world was he

her first, Just then, his phone rang

brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced at the incoming caller and flung

how quickly he did so, Stella still managed to

rudely back to reality as she sneered at the man before her.

even if it’s Guinevere

was thick with

felt frustration

while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had most likely given up. “It’s already so late. Mr.

at Weston again, 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 his lap. She sat to

disdain in her demeanor and had a sudden urge

cigarette.

jumped off the building, he would fall