Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 148

“He only knows how to sound tough, but what does it matter?” Weston mumbled, “Who’s the person in
front of you?” he said, his lips moving up Stella’s cheeks and slowly reaching her ears.

In Stella’s eyes, he was no better than a devil. “You disgust me! I really wish I never met you.” She had
said these words a million times, and every time, she was speaking the truth. The only difference this
time was the hatred in her voice was obvious. “I will kill you!” she spat, through gritted teeth. If she had
the chance, she would make him pay a hundred times over for all the humiliation she was enduring at
that moment.

She had lowered herself for him and had taken in all that humiliation, yet he still pushed her to this
point.

He was reckless before this because she still loved him, but now that she didn’t, he wouldn’t let her go.
She gave him a harsh stare and clenched her teeth. “I hate you, Weston. I hate you!”

“Then so be it,” he sighed before adding, “At least it is better than nothing.”

CU

Justina almost lost control when he heard the noise coming from the room, followed by a woman’s
weeping voice.

Being in his forties and having a child in his teens, he naturally knew what that sound meant. He used
to overhear people laughing about how a lady actually meant yes when she said no, but could tell when
a lady really meant no. Many men would force themselves on a female while claiming that it was her
who wanted it in the first place, despite their refusal.





Justin could tell that Stella was inside the room and she was terrified. He became enraged immediately.
He should’ve been on alert the moment she informed him Weston was back.

He thought that Weston would not dare to do anything in such a public place, but it seemed that he had
too high a regard for him. He suppressed his voice and grumbled a warning, “Weston, I know you’re
inside! Let go of Ella!” He was about to burst out anytime but tried his best to calm himself down.
Weston merely chuckled and said nothing. He stared straight at her face. “You like losers like him? Tell
him to get lost.”

Stella didn’t dare to make a sound. She shut her eyes tightly as an involuntary force shook her body
violently.

With her face as pale as a sheet, everything disgusted her at this point.

She was disgusted by Weston, appalled by the situation she was in, and loathed how helpless she felt.

She hated herself and even felt like she shouldn’t be alive in this world.

It had her thinking would things be better if she wasn’t rescued that day. The noises from inside the
room stopped.

Justin, unable to bear another idle second, kicked the door with all his might.


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