Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 165

Weston stood there gazing at Stella who was sound asleep on the sofa. His disheveled black hair cast a shadow across his eyes, rendering his expression impossible to read.

He stayed that way for so long that he’d forgotten what time it was. It was the cold breeze that finally prompted him to go back inside. He slid the door open, sauntered over to Stella, and picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

The next morning, Stella woke up to find herself in a tight embrace. She felt something hard bolstering her neck. She opened her eyes and saw that it was a man’s arm.

“Weston,” she muttered without even thinking, trying to push the man away.

up. With his eyes still closed, he hugged Stella a little tighter. “Let’s sleep a little longer,” he murmured in her ear. “Okay?” Stella struggled to get up so she could check the time. “I need to go to work,” she told him. Weston pinned her body down before she could get away and pulled her back into his arms, not even letting her move. “Let’s sleep a little

Stella sighed.

I really need to go

wouldn’t be persuaded, so Weston let go of her and turned away with his back towards her. Stella scurried out of bed in a rush and out of habit, reached a hand towards the nightstand to get her phone where she always placed it, only to find that it wasn’t there. She then remembered

the man who was still in bed with a mixture of complicated feelings.

the coffee table. She checked the time and found that it was still early, so she took a quick shower, got ready, and was about to leave. Weston was awakened by the noise, so he got out of bed. He glanced at her, then with a vacant face told her, “I’ve asked the driver to come pick you up.” Stella nodded and made no objections. “Aren’t you going to work today?” she asked, noticing that he was still in his nightshirt. Before Weston could reply, she heard the sound of a car approaching downstairs, so she dashed towards the door. “I’m leaving now,” she said before closing the door behind

see his reaction.

sounded flat and impassive, like a robot reading out a line of code, completely void of

workplace. She saw Yvonne cheerfully handing out gifts. Yvonne beamed when she noticed Stella. “It’s only been a few days since I last saw you,” Yvonne exclaimed, “but I