Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 842

“Mr. Ford really treats you like treasure,” Michael couldn’t help but remark. “He watches over you like a
hawk, even for a short while.”

“Just say what you want to say,” Stella said directly.

Both of them walked to the end of the corridor.

Weston was waiting outside.

Stella looked at him distractedly, “I believe I made my stance very clear just now.”

Michael looked at her and said, “I really didn’t expect you to be able to win Weston over just like that…”

Puffing on a cigarette, he went on, “Seems like I don’t really have a way now…”

“You sound like you’re about to do something to me.”

Michael chuckled. “You’ve spent so much time with Weston that you can now find loopholes in what
others say.”

“Growth is inevitable, especially for someone like me.who’s suffered so much in the hands of others,”
Stella hinted.

Michael turned solemn and only spoke after remaining silent for a long while. “I don’t have much to say
except to remind you about one thing: Given how things erupted at the engagement banquet, Roger will
probably come to know about it. Given his temperament, I believe he won’t allow you to be with a man
like

Weston.”



Stella’s face changed.

Roger was the only person she truly cared about.

Sending him overseas for further studies was so that he would not be affected by what happened here.

Stella’s silence made Michael chuckle and pat her shoulders.” Take care.”

With that, he turned and left.

The silver Bugatti was parked along the streets.

Stella got into the car with a glum expression on her face, which made Weston ask her, “What’s the
matter? Did he bully you?”

He pinched her cheeks.

Stella shook her head. “No, I’m just slightly worried…”

“About what?”

Weston pulled her onto his lap.

Stella sighed and said, “I haven’t thought about how to break the news to Roger…”

Him again.

Weston’s brows furrowed as he lifted her chin. “He’s a full grown adult. He’ll be able to accept it.” “You
don’t know him…”

Stella looked into his eyes. “Previously, when he thought that Justin Hall liked me, he flew into a rage.”



The mention of Justin Hall made Weston’s face darken. “If you hadn’t mentioned him, I would have
completely forgotten about your ex-lover.”

“What nonsense are you spouting? There’s nothing between us!”

Stella glared at him. “I haven’t contacted Mr. Hall for a very long while.”

“You sound very remorseful about that.”

Stella couldn’t help but complain, “If you go on being sullen like this, I’ll ignore you.”

Weston kept his silence, pinched her cheeks, and kissed her lips.

Stella could sense a shift in the atmosphere and tried to change the subject in between their kiss. “When
did you change to this car?”

The black Cullinan that Weston used to drive was stable and unelaborate.

Stella wasn’t used to seeing this silver Bugatti.

“You don’t like it?”

“It’s not that…”

Weston chuckled and bit her lip. “Or do you prefer a car with more spacious back seats?”

Had she turned bad under Weston’s influence?

Stella was able to catch his hint instantly. “Why is your mind always in the gutter?”

Weston’s face changed with a pinch of her chin. “Are you getting arrogant as I’ve been going easy on
you these few days?”



Stella avoided his touch and smiled. “Cut it out. I’m serious.”

Weston seemed to find her a downer. He released his fingers on her chin before letting her sit back down
on her seat. “I don’t think you need to coax and cajole your brother like a child.”


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