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.

get 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.

Stella sighed.

need to

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

bed with a mixture of complicated feelings. She didn’t dwell on it though. She

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

see his reaction.

even sounded flat and impassive, like a robot reading

saw Yvonne cheerfully handing out gifts. Yvonne beamed when she