Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad
Chapter 639
Chapter 639
Diana looked at Stella and nodded reluctantly.
“I’m so sorry for bothering you…” she said.
“It’s fine,” Stella replied simply.
“Oh!” Diana began to tear up again. “Even your voices sound identical ! How can you not be the same person?”
Seeing his wife was losing control of her emotions, Michael quickly pulled her away and took her home
After what had just happened, Yvonne was no longer in the mood for dessert.
“Are you done with your food, Ella?”
“Yeah,” Stella nodded. “I’m a little tired. We should get going.” “Okay,” Yvonne replied, then suddenly added, “I never knew that Stella had a family…”
As she was paying the bills, she held up Stella’s chin and said, “You do remember Stella, don’t you? She’s the woman who looked just like you and was also a teacher at my training center.”
had so many people mistaking me
Yvonne sighed.
I never saw anyone coming to visit her back then. She also worked herself to death, so I thought she didn’t have any
looks of it, those
considering how attached
looking like
time for them to part
forget to text and
lost contact for quite a while, but now that she suddenly bumped into Ella again, she realized how much she liked her as a friend and how much she wished to stay in
long
Don’t even
looked Stella in the eyes and
say. The most important thing is that I want to be your friend! Just remember that and
lot, Yvonne ensured that Stella safely got into the car before letting the driver take her
the car, she couldn’t help but notice how sweaty the
tired from running around just
blinked a couple
waiting inside
About Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad - Chapter 639
Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad is the best current series of the author Boat of Peaches. With the below Chapter 639 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 639 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com