Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 112

It was not Stella’s first time saying something like that to him. She kept begging him to let her go.

Weston was not totally unaffected, but he chose to ignore those strange emotions bottled up in him. Never had he experienced such an uncontrollable urge.

The car stopped beside a quiet road. Weston rolled down the window and rested his arm on the window. He lit a cigarette and held

it between his fingers, but he did not smoke it. He just left it like that. When the lit cigarette butt reached his fingertips, a subtle pain pinched his skin. He dusted off the ashes and looked at Stella. “I’ve told you. Your only option is to follow me. You can name any price you want.” “Why? You already have Guinevere. Why can’t you let me go?”

When she asked him this, the man’s eyes flickered slightly before he fell silent again. It was unclear whether he was asking himself a question, or asking her.

“What do you think?”

did not know either. He could not understand his desire for her. Why?

night. However, he did not. He just held her in his arms and slept all night. Even Weston

that kind of place. I thought you wouldn’t mind having more money.” “It’s not the same!” Stella replied. “That’s my job. I’m earning money legally. I don’t have to mind others’ opinions of me. But

There was no disgust in her eyes, but only complicated emotions and disappointment. Very few people truly cared about her

as the third party, how could she continue to stay in the training

out his cigarette and unbuttoned his collar in annoyance. “If you care about her presence so much, I’ll take

Don’t involve others!” “You know

divorce. You asked me to abort the child. On the rooftop, you didn’t choose Guinevere over me. The moment you told, me to die,