Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 962 Stella knew exactly what his gesture meant. The intensely intimidating aura that Weston exuded was palpable too. “Ididn't tell him anything..." she backed away from him instinctively.

Her feet were still bound together as she shrank away, and the golden chains clanged noisily around herankles as she moved.

Weston ripped off his belt and tossed it aside.

He knelt on the bed with one knee and stared at her like a hawk.

“If you didn't tell him anything, why was he so emotional when he talked about you?” He supported her, so she sat upright and raisedher chin with his fingers.

“Why were you so reckless, Stella?” Those words sounded like a grievance, but they also sounded like a warning.

"If you won't behave even after being locked up, perhaps I should cut you off from the outside world completely so you’d finally be agood girl.” Stella took a deep breath, heaving her chest slightly.

“I’m sorry…” she whimpered.

She had to muster all her willpower to stop herself from shaking.

“I won't see him again, okay?" "You won't see him again?” Weston sneered.

“What about your psychological problems?” "Forget about that,” Stella shook her head and smiled bleakly.

you angry for noreason.” As she spoke ,

tenderness startled Weston at

half embraced her and gently ran his fingers through the flowing black hair that hung down

“Are you sure?”

“Mm-hmm,” Stella nodded obediently.

know I can't have sex with you right

her before leaning down and kneeling on his

she reached out her hand and touched

Weston’s eyes fluttered violently.

hand firmly on the

her hair, and his

started to clasp his hands on her

deep breath to steady her

she heard Weston's breathing getting heavier and knew he was about to lose

past him toward

oleanders were growing

flowers might even bloom in

a long time,

and primal stench of semen filled the

bed, looking all meek and