Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 802 Stella could feel her belly rubbing the cold buckle of Weston‘s belt. She had a hunch that things were about to go wildly out of control.

“No...” she begged him. “Please, not here...”

“Before she could finish speaking, the sound of heels clacking the ground approached Weston’s office door rapidly...

“Mr. Ford,” Daisy called and knocked on the door. “I’ve compiled the important points from the meeting minutes.”

Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and entered the office.

As soon as the doorknob turned, Stella shoved Weston away in panic, slinked down under his desk, and hid there before he could say anything.

Weston watched her speechlessly. He was about to get her when he saw Stella desperately gesturing to him to keep quiet.

“Shh!”

She looked at him with large, pleading eyes. Her face was still flushed. Her hair was a mess. She was half naked, and her clothes were in disarray. It was clear that she was not

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the door. His expressions quickly changed into the stern and stoic look

stopped dead in her

report is quite urgent, so

then went back out, knocked on the door, and waited for Weston‘s answer before entering

me, Mr. Ford. It will

what had gotten into her that made her commit such a silly offense. Perhaps she had gotten a little absent minded because she

from the corner of her eyes, she noticed a clear red mark on Weston‘s neck that made her pause in her

a glance what that mark on his neck was, of course. She was far from naive, not to mention that she had been Xavier‘s girlfriend for

a typical one between adults; hence Daisy learned the ways to

she was absolutely sure it wasn‘t there this morning during the meeting,

flickered when she thought of Ella, whom she saw waiting

a little guilty. She should‘ve helped Ella when she saw her waiting downstairs, but for reasons she couldn‘t quite understand herself, she had opted instead to ignore her and pretended that she

not, she

she sensed something was wrong with Weston, though she couldn‘t quite figure out