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.

but

her hand in wiping his shirt, stroke by

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

won’t let you

heard his innuendo filled remark, and was left

in the world

first, Just then, his phone rang like a police siren

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

he did so, Stella still managed to see

her rudely back to reality as she sneered at the man before her. “Not picking up

if it’s Guinevere

was thick

felt frustration simmering

up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. A while later, the phone stopped buzzing, indicating

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

contempt and disdain in her demeanor and had

cigarette.

addicted to smoking, but ever since the day Stella jumped off the building, he would fall back into