Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 958 Perhaps the time since the afternoon helped to simmer down Stella’s anger, but regardless of the cause, she was no longer furious at Weston.

In fact, she even saw the truth in his words-she had tried to run from the wedding, but Weston managed to intercept herand bring her back.

It was only natural that she accepted the consequences of her actions and get punished.

It would be foolish to assume that just because he had been treating her with tenderness thesepast few days, it meant he would let her off the hook.

“How long are you planning to lock me up in here?” she asked calmly after a long silence.

"Can you give me a specific duration?” Weston turned to her and scrutinized her face under the dim, yellow glow of the night light.

"You're not assuming I would give you a one-year deadline like I did last time, are you?” “But…

surely you're not going to lock me up forever?!” "Why can’t I? It’s your fault for being so stubborn.” The body under theblankets kept rising and falling as if a tempest of anger was brewing underneath.

Stella took a deep breath to calm herself down before saying, “You can’t keep me insidehere forever..." Stella then suddenly softened her demeanor and touched the back of his hand.

“Even animals are let out sometimes.

They're never kept inside their entire lives..." "Are you comparing yourself to livestock?” Weston’s ire was triggered, and heraised her chin.

feels like being with me? You feel like you’re

that everything she said to him had to be wrong and

she could not give him the most basic thing he wanted? Was it becauseshe couldn't even have sex with him, and that was why

from me?” She looked at him and soberly added, “I will never run

even if I

now, so what more do you

as if being with Weston was some sort

force and responded, "Why ask such questions when you know you can’t give me what I want?” He looked straight into her eyesand added, "What good are you to me besides giving me sex?” He never intended to say such a vulgar thing, yet he blurted it out anyway for some

as a stinging pain pierced directly

she smiled,

anyway, nor can I satisfy you in the

kind of pointless, isn’t it?” “Ow!”

teeth grazed her skin, and the

did he let her

make me mad, Stella?” His dark, inscrutable eyes fixed themselves on her, concealing the

thinking about

you gotaway, isn't that right?" He finally asked the question that he had been unwilling to

how he

plagued by one question always at the back

was unwilling to ask, but that did not mean he