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.

those treatments anyway? It might even make you angry for noreason.”

sudden tenderness startled Weston at first, but

fingers through the

“Are you sure?”

“Mm-hmm,” Stella nodded obediently.

I can't have sex with you right now,

her before leaning down and kneeling on his

her

Weston’s eyes fluttered violently.

on the back

fingers slipped through her hair,

gradually increased force until he started to

took a deep breath to steady her

heavier and

past

oleanders were

flowers might even

long time, it

and primal stench of semen

flat on the bed,