Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 90

His tone was non-negotiable, as if he was just informing Stella about his decision. Stella found it hilarious. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say. You want me to follow you? Then what about Guinevere? What about your child?” Weston furrowed his brows. “I’ve already told you that I’m not married.” “And so? Should I believe every word you say?”

Ever since that day, Stella had lost all trust towards him. “So what if you’re not married? You impregnated a woman out of wedlock. Is that very honorable?”

Weston’s eyes darkened with displeasure. At that moment, he had a strong urge to tell her the truth just to shut her up. After a moment’s silence, he lit a cigarette and said, “I’m not negotiating with you. Stella Sealey, name your price.”

Stella did not expect him to ask something so blatant after everything that had happened. She turned her face away and sneered.

She did not intend to continue the conversation. In fact, she found no need to continue discussing it at all.

She would never be with Weston Ford again in her entire life, not to mention in such a shameful position!

How prideful did he have to be, to have the cheek to make such a request of her, after all that he had done to her?

in his car. I must see him safe and sound.” The man’s eyes darkened, and it was difficult to tell what he was thinking. His fingers tapped against the steering wheel. “You’re still thinking about him at a

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who started provoking him. Why must I promise you something as a condition?” “I’m not negotiating with you. I’m giving you a choice. Though,

can

fists and looked in the direction

nodded ever so slightly. “What do you want

but it was

his objective, but he wasn’t excatly very happy

to caress Stella’s soft hair, but she dodged his touch

was clear that

with me tonight.” Stella’s pupils dilated and her face turned completely ashen as all the blood drained from her face. Weston could see her reaction from the

were married, he did not treat their marriage like a big deal. Stella could make him feel comfortable, and that was sufficient for him. She was obedient and pliant and never caused him trouble. Whenever he remembered her and came home, there would always be a light left switched on for him at night. The house would never be completely