Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 159

His slender legs extended to scoop up the thong on the ground with his hand-made leather shoes, before leaning down to grasp it.

Then, he squeezed it into a ball and let go. “I remember you liked lace in the past. What made you switch to cotton?”

Stella closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Her arms were freezing. “It was a random purchase, I have no preference,” she added as she rubbed her right arm

Weston said nothing and threw the thong next to him.

“Continue,” he said, studying her with interest.

She nodded and knelt in front of him, trembling. Her hands went out and touched the spot she didn’t want to touch.

Sure enough, his body stiffened up and the veins on his neck ruptured. He grabbed her hair and pulled her away. “Who taught you these?” “No one.” She shook her head.

He held the back of her neck, and

“Good girl.”

by her side

threat he had

it seemed even he wasn’t

caressed her hair and noticed how soft it was, like fine

discovering a fascinating new toy, he took

but for the time being, there was nothing she

the look on her face and he let go of

her head. “You don’t look very convincing.” Hearing this,

looked worse than

“Does being with me disgust you?” She didn’t answer instantly, but paused for a while before asking, “Do you want to hear the

a short moment of silence, he chuckled. The dim light shone on his face, accentuating the features on his face. He seemed to be smiling, but his aura of superiority pushed people away. Even if one could get along well with him, an evident

“What about the truth?”