Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1191

“Don‘t move. Just let me hug you for a while.”

Stella seemed to catch on to what he was doing and glanced at the Cullinan through the rearview mirror. She chuckled and made no objections.

Meanwhile, in the other car, Weston‘s eyes turned gloomy as he stared at the appalling sight of the two people hugging. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He said nothing, he just switched on the turn signal and honked

The screeching noise rang through the parking lot.

Bradley straightened up in his seat and whispered to Stella, “He looks angry now. Do you need my help?”

“No,” she replied. “I‘ll deal with him myself.”

“Are you sure you don‘t need my help?” Bradley asked again, staring deeply at her. Now that he had provoked Weston‘s ire, there was no way he‘d let things go without causing some trouble.

Stella to speak up, to ask for his

her fingers. Looking away from him, she said, “This is my problem. I‘m not about to

someone else in.”

regarded him as an outsider, keeping him at an arm‘s length. Bradley‘s eyes darkened. He

straight into the eyes of the man inside it. Their eyes glinted in the shadows like daggers. The temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and the air in the surroundings turned

glance before Bradley withdrew his gaze and turned to leave without

the black luxury car through the rearview mirror without saying or doing anything. Once she had seen Bradley safely entering the elevator, she turned her car around and

at all, as if he was playing a cat–and–mouse game with her. Stella remained silent. Every once in a

too much for

more

reached the apartment, she pushed the elevator button and walked in. Suddenly, a

tall and muscular man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist appeared before her. His black inky eyes were staring fixedly at her. His strikingly handsome face was illuminated by the elevator light, making his