Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 800 When Stella finally recognized the face that had appeared in front of her, she smiled.

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “It‘s you!”

“What are you doing here, Miss Steele?”

Ben was initially surprised, but he became slightly embarrassed when he noticed the expressions on Stella‘s face.

“Did you think that I was Mr. Ford?” he asked. “He‘s still in a meeting right now. I came down to get some documents for him. How about waiting for him in his office instead, Miss Steele?”

The receptionist sprang to her feet when she saw Ben politely addressing the woman and held her breath in terror. She had assumed that the woman was suspicious when even Daisy didn‘t know her, but judging from how Ben treated her; she must be someone really special to Mr. Ford.

Did she just make a terrible mistake not letting her in?

But Stella had no intention to cause the receptionist any trouble.

“Don‘t tell Weston that I‘ll be waiting for him in his office, okay? I want to give him a surprise!”

replied Ben without any

with it, in fact, as things stood, even if Stella wanted Weston to get her the stars in the sky, Ben was sure that Weston would do

was the first time Stella came to Weston‘s office on her own accord. Ben had shown her into the office and left. Now all alone, she sat down in

felt, unlike any other chair she had ever sat on. It made her feel as if she was on top of

feeling.

her legs without a care in the world until the

else close by. She detected a scent, a familiar scent that could only belong to Weston. He

coldness.

her face before she could control herself, but she still would not open her eyes. She knew exactly who was there with her, but she pretended

knew, Weston pinned her against the chair’s backrest and kissed her ravenously. He was forceful and unyielding. Stella felt like she was being

moaned and complained , wishing to get away from

pulled away, only for him to return again a second later as he kissed her just as greedily as he did before. Stella tried to turn away from him, but as his lips parted, his hot breath enveloped her face, and

let go of

“...What?”