Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 853

If Weston had treated her better, they would not have gotten to this point

Weston looked straight at the road ahead as he drove on. Then, a moment later, he said, “You still can
conceive in your current condition, but you might have a miscarriage. If we don‘t take preventive
measures, your health will be affected.”

Weston made his explanation brief.

According to the doctor‘s original statement, Stella could conceive with her current condition, but it would
likely result in a miscarriage. It appeared that the fetus she carried would be unhealthy.

Hence, Weston would not let her get pregnant until her condition improved. The doctor advised that
Stella‘s body needed rest, and while they could still enjoy the life of a normal couple, taking preventive
measures would be prudent.

Those measures could be stopped when her body was ready. She should likely be in better condition by
then, and if one was optimistic, she still had a chance of getting pregnant again.

Naturally, Weston wasn‘t telling Stella about this.

If he did tell her that he was trying to give her a child, it might give her too much hope. In the event that
she failed to conceive, even with the help of medical technology, her disappointment would only multiply.
The last thing he wanted was to put Stella through that kind of pain again.

Stella nodded. An inexplicable feeling rose in her heart, not accustomed to Weston‘s nice treatment. He
acted as if she was the most important person to him, as if her health and body mattered the most to
him.



He treated a woman like her so well, but she would leave sooner or later.

Weston‘s good treatment of her was like a money pit. The better he treated her, the more it would cost
him. Undoubtedly, their separation would only become more troublesome later.

When they arrived at the apartment, Weston immediately pushed her right up against the door. He
pressed his lips and slipped his hot tongue inside her mouth, kissing her so hard as though trying to suck
out all the air from her lungs.

Weston gripped her waist hard, preventing her from moving.

Weston forced Stella to tip her head and endure his fiery passion. She rested her hands on his chest
helplessly as she begged for mercy.

Weston‘s insistent kiss came like a raging tempest, leaving her with no escape. He bent his knees
forward to pin her to the door and confine her in his embrace.

Stella‘s tongue tingled.

Then, he lifted her in the air. The moment her feet left the ground, she reflexively hit his shoulders. She
could barely breathe.

“Mmm... Hmm...” She let out faint moans that sounded like soft whimpers. Finally, Weston loosened his
grip a little, but his lips

stayed on her lips, nibbling on her lower lip with no signs of stopping.

Finally, at the end of the kiss, he commanded in a hoarse voice.” Stay away from Caspian.”

Stella knew this was coming. On their way home earlier, Weston had not said a word about this. At first,
she thought Weston didn‘t care, but it turned out he was waiting to punish her at home.



With that character of his, how could he not mind?

“You‘ve misunderstood. I‘m not close to him. I haven‘t even talked to him much... I don’t know why the
reporters are making up all the stories.”

“I‘ve talked to the media companies. It won‘t happen again. Caspian‘s agent has also promised not to
use this kind of news to create hype in the future.”

“What do you mean?” Stella was stunned. “Are you saying that Caspian‘s agent might be behind this?”

Weston frowned. He did not like her paying attention to anyone else. He cupped her chin and made her
look into his eyes. “It has nothing to do with you.”

Stella lowered her eyes and suppressed her surprise. “I see.”

Weston would have been satisfied with her submission before, but somehow, he was no longer fulfilled
with her obedience. He wanted her to adore him from the bottom of her heart rather than just having her
comply. He wanted her to be like who she was in the old days–when he was the only one in her heart
and eyes.

As he pressed his fingers against her warm lips, he parted her lips slightly, allowing his tongue to slip
inside and mess her up from within.

Unable to speak, Stella could only moan and beg for mercy.


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