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.

Stella struggled to get up so she could check the time. “I need to go to work,” she told him. Weston pinned

Stella sighed.

need to go to work,” she

out of habit, reached a hand towards the nightstand to get her phone where she always placed it, only to find

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

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

see his reaction.

even sounded flat and impassive, like a robot reading out a line

reached her 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 think you’ve gotten much prettier now!” Stella could