Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 733

Stella squinted at the sunlight piercing through the dark with a staccato, so tired that she could hardly manage a sound. She lifted an arm and shaded her eyes.

Weston stood up, buttoning up his white shirt, and walked to the windows to pull the shades down.

Stella turned to her side in a bid to return to sleep. She felt a warm touch at the back of her ear. It was Weston kissing her. “I’m heading to the office. Have a good rest here this afternoon.”

Stella nodded. “Go ahead.”

She was so exhausted that she had to force herself to speak, not to mention that her voice sounded nasal.

Weston chuckled lowly and pinched her nose cheekily, eliciting annoyed grumbles from Stella. “Quit it…you’re such a bother…”

He stood up leisurely.

Stella slept more soundly than she usually did. By the time she woke up, it was already late in the afternoon.

She pulled open the covers and saw hickeys of various sizes imprinted on her legs. Her knees went weak the moment she stood, and she almost collapsed onto the

carpeted floor.

had long gotten used to it; each time after sex, her back and legs would be sore and ache. With some effort, she managed to hold herself up and walk to the

on the fridge, which told her that some food had been prepared

moment, wondering when exactly Weston had become so thoughtful. He always had everything prepared

to

giving Weston a chance to worry about

felt guilty, and that was

she walked to the couch and settled herself down on it. She sipped a cup of milk in one hand and opened

overboard these two

was supposed to last

soon run out.

began creeping into her heart at the sight of the almost-empty

days left before Zeta was scheduled to return. Had she known this, she should have gotten some medicine from Zeta that day at

in a rush, and Stella didn’t want to bother her, seeing how

didn’t want Zeta to see her involved with Weston,

considerations and hesitation to cumulate into

unrelenting energy and demanding sex drive, she wasn’t expecting to have a good

due to the influence of the medicine, but if she were to suddenly turn cold and disinterested with nary a bodily reaction toward his passion or even reject his

For all she knew…