Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 963 The next day, Hayden did not come as expected. After that day, Weston planned to put her in handcuffs, buthe later dismissed the idea after he saw how well she behaved.

She could walk around with only ankle cuffs as long as she remained in Stardust Mansion.

Stella had no problem with that, just like a dummy with no excess emotion beyond what Weston wanted her to show.

She was cold as usual, but she had learned to please him in all sorts of ways…

in the kitchen, the bedroom, the living room…

They would become like the typical loving couple whenever Weston returned home, leaving traces of theirlove in all corners of the house.

Somehow, when looking at the woman who was trying so hard to please him, Weston felt as if he was lookingat the Stella from two years ago.

She was just as shy and delicate then, with he being the only thing in her eyes.

The sole purpose of her existence was to make him happy.

He picked her up, pinned her on the glass table, and kissed her passionately.

When the two separated, blotches of saliva lined the corners of their mouths.

The man put his finger on it and wiped it off gently.“ Stella, you are so good.” She smiled and rubbed his palm.

“Did you like it?" "A lot.” He went on unabashedly, “So much that I am about to go crazy.” He placed her on the table to elevate herto a higher position higher.

her sides, and before she could react, his hands slipped under the hem of her dress and coursed around

head, and her eyes closed as her

did not know how long it took before

can’t separate my

that.” He frowned and swept a glance

shackles around her feet could only be parted

had, in fact, reached

her feet together, turned them to the side, and embraced them

not take the cuffs

at night, and Stella curled under the blanket, looking out the window at the stars in the sky,a little

had

walked to the living room when

“Mrs.

why are you still

reaction seemed

How embarrassing would it be then if she caught them in theact? “I am getting something

to make you some?"

Looking at her slender back, Joan was

Ford…”

Stella out of

have something I'd like to tell you." “Go ahead.” “I know you don’t like to go out

well, but sometimes , it is still