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.

the time. “I need to go to work,” she told him. Weston pinned her body down before she

Stella sighed.

really need to go

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

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

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

see his reaction.

no longer had any curiosity or interest in him now. Everything she said even sounded flat and impassive, like a robot reading out a line of code, completely void of emotions. Weston stared at the door. His

Yvonne beamed when she noticed Stella. “It’s only been a few days since I last saw you,” Yvonne exclaimed, “but I think you’ve gotten much prettier