Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 755

Weston had bought her many things, including the bracelet, necklace, nightgown, and bags. She did not take them with her and packed quickly.

In less than fifteen minutes, she was done packing and stood in front of Weston with her luggage.

Weston poured himself a glass of champagne. When he saw her like this, he shifted his gaze away and said coldly, “Take all your stuff with you. Don’t leave them here. It’s an eyesore.”

Stella looked down. “I packed all my belongings… The rest are the things you bought for me.”

After saying that, she took out a card and placed it on the coffee table. She told him, “I’m returning this to you too. I’ve left whatever I’ve bought with the card in the room. If you have time, you can check the bills.”

She said that, but she knew Weston was not a stingy man. She was just desperate to draw a line with him.

Weston added two ice cubes into his glass. As the ice hit the glass, it made a crisp sound.

sound made Stella feel a little restless. At this point, she became more worried and nervous that something would

return earlier, things had escalated faster than she could imagine. She did not expect that he would let go of her so easily. She could not help but think that if she had known he would react

glass in a gulp as his Adam’s

titled his head up, his action revealed his clearly defined jaw and the perfect outline of his figure. He did not say anything yet, so Stella waited for his

short moment, he finally said, “Take the worthless stuff

and said softly, “Then could you please

continued to

left alone in the room. He waited until he heard the sound of the door lock and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing but coldness in his eyes. The deep emotions within were

the way Stella had left without hesitation just now, he suddenly slammed his glass on the

wine glass broke into pieces on the

slammed a glass in the office earlier. The wound on his hand was still bleeding a little. His wound had reopened because of his actions and painted his palm

the moment he came back, Stella had not

at night, but Weston did not turn on the light. His figure seemed to have blended into the endless night with nothing but coldness and

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