Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 118

Before Stella could respond, the man had already found the text message and called the number directly.

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When she heard a beep on the other end, it was too late for her to stop it even if she wanted to.

She subconsciously reached out to grab it, but the man pressed her forehead and pushed her away gently. He placed his index finger to his mouth and made a ‘shush’ gesture, winking at her.

Stella’s face sank as she heard him saying, “Who are you? Why are you texting Stella in the middle of the night?” He sounded very provocative Stella raised her eyebrows immediately and opened her mouth. It was not that she was worried that Weston might misunderstand something, but that this person might anger him The reason that she started blind dating was to make him give up as he would encounter this scene sooner or later. She did not expect that this man was so straightforward, so she was worried that he might enrage Weston. After all, Weston was crazy and would do anything. When she was holding her breath and waiting for a reply, she heard a long beeping sound. The call was cut off. Upon that, the man handed the phone back to her and shrugged helplessly. “Your ex doesn’t sound like he has much patience.” Stella’s eyes darkened. Looking at the screen of her phone, she fell into deep thought. The man reached out and waved in front of her. “Why do you look so defeated? You aren’t still in love with him, are you?”

looked at him very seriously. “He is a bit of an unscrupulous person who does not have much morality. I think… it is best that we end

bit impulsive. He was

too impulsive as well. She was too eager to get rid of Weston. The moment she said that, the man looked at her with interest. “Do you

“I am being too impulsive. I am sorry to have gotten you involved in this.”. Then, she nodded and unbuckled the seatbelt. When she was about to get out of the

somewhat helplessly, “Didn’t

getting a little interested in you just now, but you are such a spoilsport. It’s

rubbed her nose in embarrassment. “Then I shall get going now. Sorry for

the steering wheel. “After all, it’s my childhood friend who introduced you to me. Although we couldn’t be

the window. It was indeed very late, and it was not

sat back down. “Thank you,