Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 292

His only woman?

Stella could barely contain her derision. Did Weston really think that she’d believe that? If she was his only woman, then how did Guinevere’s child come about?

Not only was Weston disrespecting her, he really took her for a fool. “I have no intention to interfere with your private affairs,” she told him, looking straight into his eyes. “You can have however many women as you please, so… can you please not interfere with my work?”

As soon as she said that, the atmosphere grew tense. The remaining warmth on Weston’s face disappeared completely and his eyes turned icy cold.

“Did you bring this whole thing up just so I would agree to let you work?” he asked, his voice brimming with threats. “Yes,” Stella admitted, bracing for the worst.

She then heard Weston’s cold, mirthless laugh.

said. “Tell me what sort of work this

found out about it. If that were the case, it

confessed to him. “And I’ve been accepted too. I want to work with

his collar and scoffed. It

lied to him about going to the restroom. He assumed that it must’ve been an excuse to find a secret place to contact someone he didn’t want her in contact with. Hence, once she got into the car, he had the club’s

voice in the video was almost inaudible, but Weston could read lips and he could roughly guess what she was saying. That was when he realized that he’d been fooled by her all this time. She’d been telling him that she

impressive of you,” he jeered. “You’ve

“If I did, I wouldn’t have told you about

it from me any longer,” he argued. “Don’t think for a second that I don’t know what’s on your mind right now!” At that moment, Weston hated his ability to see through people’s

to, haven’t you, hmm?” Stella wanted to shove Weston’s hands away, but when faced with those rage-filled eyes of his, she couldn’t help but stay still and close her eyes. She braced herself and reached up to plant a light kiss between his brows. “I really didn’t mean to deceive you,” she murmured. “I

of hers

to explode in fury, yet a little kiss was all it took to extinguish his boiling