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

led her hand in wiping his shirt, stroke by

turn red. The

won’t let you

heard his innuendo filled remark, and was left

in the world was he

first, Just then, his phone rang

his brows, clearly displeased. He simply glanced

Stella still managed to see the

as she sneered at the man before her. “Not picking

even if it’s Guinevere

voice was thick

felt frustration

gaze, but sull did not pick up his call. He simply picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating that Guinevere had

Her words made the temperature of the air in the private room drop by a few degrees. By the time she turned to look 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 one

her demeanor and had a sudden urge to smoke

cigarette.

the day Stella jumped off the building, he would fall