Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 204

Thus, he didn’t even have to think which was the better option. He shut his eyes and Stella heard him
agreeing. “Okay.” Before she could celebrate, however, it was quickly taken away from her. “I don’t
want to see you like this. At least make me feel that the one year will be worth it.” She took in a deep
breath. “I understand.” She would be lying if she said that she didn’t know what Weston was up to.

She guessed that he wanted the old Stella, the one who loved him with her all, back

Since he wanted to see that, she’d show him what he liked. A year’s time was enough for him to be
annoyed with her. It would be great news if, in the next few weeks, he started to find her annoying and
decided to let her go.

Thus, she wasn’t going to sit and wait. She desired to strengthen her power by utilizing his force. Only
when she had more power would she have more options, and not find herself in a situation where she
had no way to fight back.

The air suddenly fell still. Her eyes flashed. Since she knew what he wanted, she threw her hands out
and attempted to hug him, only to have him dodge her. She looked up instantly and stared at him with
confusion. He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her nose tip. “What’s the rush? The most
important thing now is for you to sleep.” She was a little weak and he didn’t want to see her forcing it.

He wanted her to go back to the time he was the only thing that mattered to her, not the charade she
was currently displaying. She, too, knew exactly that, so she didn’t persist and instead, shut her eyes
and went to sleep.





She was exhausted. The gastric episode earlier had sucked out every last ounce of energy she had
left. After kissing her forehead and watching her sleep, he shut his eyes and went to sleep. Stella woke
up the afternoon of the following day. Having slept for too long last night, her temples now throbbed.
She shut her eyes and sat up after a while.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Weston walked in. “You’re awake?” She hummed and
answered, confused, “What time is it now?” “I took a day off for you, don’t worry.” He stopped beside
her and put up a small table on the bed and placed some breakfast for her. Seeing this, she
subconsciously turned to him. He didn’t look at her instead he said naturally, “Eat some breakfast. If
you can’t, don’t force yourself.”

He barely spoke in such an admonishing way, and she was so stunned that she simply stared at him
blankly, in a daze. “What are you thinking?” He poked her forehead lightly. Such a display of intimacy
had never been shown before. The most he did before was cuddle her to sleep, and was barely this
affectionate with her. She didn’t say a word and lifted the blanket. “I’m gonna go wash up.”

He didn’t stop her but seeing her walking around with bare feet, a frown appeared on his face, and he
directly carried her up. He cradled her in his arms and walked to the closet before taking a pair of furry
slippers and putting it on her. Her feet were tiny, only around the size of his palm. When he was helping
her wear it, he made her sit on his legs. He was so large he could cover her up perfectly in his arms.

She sat steadily on his legs. When she felt a rough touch on her feet, she subconsciously w

anted to pull it back, but he held on to it tighter.

As her soft skin rubbed against his palm, memories gushed back into Weston’s mind.


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