Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1065

Chapter 1065Chapter 1065 Stella could only have him in her eyes. She could only see him in her sight. There were
only two things left in Stella‘s life: staying with him, and waiting for him to return.
Whenever Weston thought of this, he vaguely felt his blood boil. The natural possessiveness and
dominance in his bones made him sleepless in the dark.
He opened his eyes and looked at Stella‘s peaceful sleeping face in the dark. All he wanted was to
possess her completely , from her body to her soul.
Stella became unusually well–behaved over the next few days. However, Weston could see the strong
emotions brewing in her eyes whenever he laid his eyes on her.
She seemed to want to spend time with him, cling to him, and pester him at all times, giving him no
breaks.
Stella had been this passionate before, but it was just an act. All she wanted was to get through the one
year, then get away from him.
Weston secretly enjoyed her passion for him, so he never
exposed her acts. However, things were different now.
He had a taste of what it was like to be truly loved by Stella, and an act of affection simply wasn‘t enough
now. He wanted more.
Weston was on the phone with Hayden in the study. He described to him how Stella had been acting
strangely.
Hayden sat in the clinic and stared at the two vibrant cactus pots on the windowsill. He was a little tired
after a night shift last night. When he heard Weston‘s question, he gradually went back to his usual
spirits.
“Are you saying that she’s suddenly very clingy? Are you worried she‘s still putting up an act?”
“Even if it‘s an act, it‘ll be fine,” Weston said in a cool and low voice.
Weston was wearing a black and blue silk robe. He casually stood on the balcony and held a glass of red
wine in his hand. He twirled it slightly and looked at the ripple on the surface.
“If she‘s willing to act with me for life, I’ll gladly accept it. Of course, I‘ll be more than happy to see her
being serious.”
Hayden pondered for a moment and thought for a long time. “In her case, maybe she‘s not really acting.”
Hayden thought about it according to his experience and found only one possibility.
“Maybe Stella has Stockholm syndrome...” Weston raised his eyebrows slightly and seemed interested. “Go on.”
“It is a type of psychological disorder, where a victim falls in love with its abuser. It‘s not an uncommon
condition. I think what she‘s experiencing is very much in line with the principles of Stockholm
syndrome.”
“Are you saying I‘m the abuser and she‘s the victim in this relationship?”
Hayden heard the displeasure in Weston‘s stone and smiled. “I‘m just an outsider. You should be clear
about this. Besides, I can‘t be sure if Stella really has Stockholm syndrome. Maybe she simply fell in love
with you. Who knows?”
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He knew what Weston wanted to hear and spoke with a touch of sarcasm.
“Who says only crazy people fall in love with those who force themselves on them and hold them
captive?”
Hayden‘s smile faded after the call disconnected. The pen he was spinning in his hand fell on the table.
The tip of the pen dropped and split. He picked it up and tried to write a few words on the paper, but the
words only came out intermittently as the ink had stopped flowing
It was one of his favorite pens. Hayden was a little annoyed and put the cap on with a loud click. Then,
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