Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198Chapter 1198 As she spoke, Stella noticed that Weston‘s expression had turned stone cold. It was as if
her words were a bucket of cold water that was poured onto his burning flame.
His fiery passion was extinguished just like that, so swiftly, so mercilessly, and so painfully.
Stella enjoyed that look on his face right now. Her gestures became languid yet elegant.
Then she sensed that the grip around her waist was getting tighter and tighter. She looked down at the
dark and unfathomable eyes of the man. She frowned and . asserted, “You‘re hurting me!”
She could see that Weston was already on the verge of fury. Yet he remained calm and patient enough
not to lose his temper. Instead, he buried his face in her neck and told her, “You know perfectly well what
I want, Stella
He kissed her shoulder, and the warmth of his lips spread slowly downwards, though he did not venture
any further. He just lingered on the surface of her skin.
Weston knew that Stella only said those things to hurt him. She must have known that with his feelings
for her right now, telling him to go to another woman would do nothing but only distress him.
“You‘ve always been my only woman,” he whispered in his husky voice into her ear as he leaned against
her neck. “There will never be another woman in my life except you.”
Stella knew that Weston was never one to say romantic things, but she knew just as well that this man
had always been able to do everything excellently. She had learned long ago, back when he used to
keep her as his mistress while publicly being in a relationship with Guinevere Cohen, that his words
could not be trusted, and she wasn‘t about to believe him now.
Stella half–stretched her body to get away from him. “Mr. Ford...” she sat up and looked at him nonchalantly.“ I came here to see you because I have
something to discuss with you.”
Weston relented and stretched backward, quietly staring and studying her.
He did not let her finish speaking before telling her,“ There‘s no need to discuss anything. I‘ll agree to
anything you want.”
Stella was mildly startled, and there was surprise in her eyes. With a laugh, she asked him, “What if I
want the entire Ford Corporation ? Would you give me that too?”
“Yes,” he replied, walking up to her and resting his hands on each side of her body while leaning down to
look at
her. He exuded an invisible aura of intimidation effortlessly “As long as it‘s something that you want,” he
said, “I‘ll give it to you without any question.” The smile on Stella‘s face faded slightly. She could tell that
he was not joking. This made her expression gradually turn somber. “You‘re right,” she said, touching his
arms and then gently pushing him away, “I don‘t actually want that. All I want is what I deserve.”
There was a sudden change in his eyes. They looked more mysterious and inscrutable than usual now.
He was about to say something, but Stella abruptly withdrew her hands and stared at him with an
amused expression before telling him, “You‘ve gotten worse, Mr. Ford. Compared to three years ago,
you‘re acting as if . you‘ve never met a woman before.”
Weston instantly understood that she was only teasing him just now. Instead of getting angry, he
laughed, placed his hand behind her body, and balled it up into a fist before moving slowly downward,
while the other hand held her face in place.
“It looks like you‘ve learned a lot of new skills while you were abroad.” “I learned many things indeed, but I‘m not sure if you
can handle it, Mr. Ford.”
“Try me?” He leaned in towards her till the tips of their noses were so close that with just a tiny nudge
forward, they would be touching.
But he did not go any further than that or touched her. He just stayed there and quietly observed her, his
unfathomable eyes peering into the depths of her soul.