Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 191

With a slam, the door of the car shut tightly. Stella felt her heartbeat quicken before it gradually calmed
down. She was calm as she looked at Weston sitting next to her. Afterward, she shifted her gaze and
stare dully in front.

Weston ordered the driver to drive them back to the mansion, only then did she turn to gaze outside the
window.

After a while, a deep voice rang beside her ears. “What time is it now?”

“It’s still early.” She glanced at the time. “If I didn’t see you here, were you planning to keep hiding it
from me?” Stella found it funny as she listened to him and turned to look at him. “What is there to hide?
I come here with Yvonne to get my mind off things. Why do you care?”

“How could I not?” All the anger he had vanished the minute he saw her face and he calmed down.
“Who is that man?”

“Which man?”

“The one playing piano with you.” “I don’t know. He’s a stranger.” “Really?” He reminisced on her
words. “A stranger can make you this happy?” He suddenly leaned towards her and grabbed her chin
while making her gaze into his eyes.” Why don’t you smile at me?” Hearing this, Stella took a breath
before forcing a smile. “Not like this.” Weston wasn’t satisfied and furrowed his brows. “Don’t smile half-
heartedly at me.”

“I’m not.” She really didn’t have the energy to fulfill all his weird wishes.

After a while, she sighed, “What about now?” She flashed a bright smile that seemed to be coming
from her sincerely and it was no different than the smile she had on her face while playing the piano



with the man earlier. Weston’s eyes darkened and let go of her. “Don’t smile if you don’t want to.”
Instantly, her smile vanished, and her face dropped.



It was evening when they reached home. The sky has darkened, and the street lamps weren’t lit yet.
Stella had mixed emotions. The minute she got inside the house, Weston stepped forward, pushed her
against the door, and clashed his lips on hers to the point she couldn’t fight him off.

The man’s scent swept her whole body with a refreshing woody fragrance.

She pushed him away subconsciously, but he deepened the kiss.

Eventually, she stopped fighting and stood still. Her back hurt as it rubbed against the door.

She didn’t make a noise and held the pain in. She didn’t know how long the kiss was, but he eventually
stopped. Their heavy breathing filled the air, and the heat of his words splashed on her skin.

She wanted to avoid his heat, but the man pinched her chin and turned her head back. “I’ll ask you
again, who was that person just now?”

“I said I don’t know!” She frowned. “He’s just a stranger.”

Right after she said that he suddenly stood up and took out his phone to make a phone call. “I don’t
ever want to see that man in Fern City anymore.”

With that he hung up the phone, giving her no chance to stop him.

Seeing that the call had ended, she glared at him furiously. “You’re sick!” she shouted.


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