Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 661

Given Weston’s temperament, he’d find a way to make her regret disobeying him if she wouldn’t do it of
her own accord.

She didn’t want to end up settling this in bed, so she turned around obediently, leaned against the
couch, and lifted up her white, long-sleeved shirt.

Unlike what Weston did just now, pressing her down and forcefully lifting up her shirt, the feeling was
different this time, now that she had taken the initiative.

Stella had her back toward him and could not see him swallowing through his constricted throat and his
eyes darkening with desire.

She was like an obedient lamb, leaning there and allowing someone to have his way with her.

However, Weston knew very clearly that she was actually a wolf that hadn’t yet matured.

She was pliant and obedient now simply because she wasn’t capable enough. Her eyes were filled with
an unwillingness to concede defeat. She gave her all when she loved him, but Weston had no doubts
that she would leave him the moment she had the chance.

He remained unmoving behind her.

Stella turned around to glance at him.

She was still kneeling on the couch, and her posture only worsened the entire scene.

However, Stella didn’t seem to realize it and even looked at him innocently as she asked, “What’s the
matter?”



She saw the pitch-black darkness in his eyes as he cursed under his breath.

She felt a force on her neck, pushing her head back.

He said in a threatening voice from above, “If you don’t want to do it, then stay still. Don’t seduce me.”

Stella bit her lip and turned her face around.

How was she seducing him?

He had finally managed to apply the ointment on her back, and when Stella stood up, she saw him fling
the tube of ointment away and charge into the washroom.

She looked at his hastily retreating figure and had a guess as to what he was doing there. A glint
flashed past her eyes as she remained silent.

Stella took out her phone and asked Roger if he had safely arrived at school.

Roger replied to her very quickly that he had arrived safely at school. She heaved a sigh of relief.

Amid the onslaught of frustrating issues, only Roger could offer her slight comfort and reprieve.

After he was done settling down overseas for his studies, she would be able to give her all to her
career and focus on acting

She was lost in her thoughts when the water from the washroom stopped flowing.

Stella kept her mobile phone aside and saw Weston coming out of the washroom.

He was indeed inside, taking a shower. Beads of water hung from the ends of his hair as he strode
toward Stella.



“Don’t touch the area where I applied the ointment. It’ll probably get better in time.”

Stella nodded with less resistance than before. In fact, she looked slightly expectant.

Weston dried his hair with a towel and sat next to her. He noticed the change in her disposition and
kissed her cheek. “Don’t tell me that you’re in the mood for sex now that I’ve finally managed to calm
myself down?”

Stella was flabbergasted.

“What are you thinking!” She wrinkled her nose, her ears turning red

“Doesn’t that expression of yours mean that you want to do it?” Weston pinched her cheeks.

Stella was rendered speechless by his words, and she pushed him away, not wanting to talk to him.

“Now that you’ve applied the ointment, can I go now?” She turned her face away. “Go? Where will you
go?”

“None of your business.” Weston lifted her chin and made her look into his eyes.” If you encounter
something like this again, don’t just turn around and leave. You can lose your temper with me.”

Stella suddenly realized what he was talking about and smiled self-derisively. “Are you trying to make
things easier for me as a third party?”


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