Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 916

Weston didn‘t seem to think she would act like this and was slightly surprised.

But he didn‘t show it on his face. Instead, he continued to look at her, curious to see what she would do
next.

Stella‘s movements were prolonged, and she seemed to be a little hesitant.

She glanced in the direction outside the cabin, worried that those people would come in. Seemingly
seeing her thoughts, He said casually, “Without my orders, they won‘t come in.”

She pursed her lips for a while and continued what she was doing.

She put her hand on the buckle of the man‘s belt; the metallic sheen reflecting the horrible state her face
was in.

The well-tailored trousers wrapped around his long legs with smooth muscle lines. Stella knew what the
beast looked like under the trousers and that this position would weaken her.

Weston fixed his gaze on her without saying a word.

With occasional pauses, she unfastened his belt awkwardly.

She had done it before, but her movements were clumsy and jerky.

Apparently, she hadn‘t made much progress. He could still feel the slight tremor of her fingers.

The man‘s eyes became darker and darker, brewing with emotions none could understand.

Stella took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.



She slowly kneeled in front of him, doing things he hadn‘t let her do before.

Now, his eyes showed no intention of stopping her.

He lowered his gaze and looked at her–how she seemed to be struggling, and how she was choking.

Yet, he felt nothing.

He even grabbed the back of her head and pushed her harder.

As his long fingers held her hair, the veins between his fingers bulged as he pulled her hair, causing her
scalp to hurt a little.

The corners of Stella‘s eyes were still crimson, and they had become redder.

Tears were flowing, yet there was no escape.

After an unknown time, the people outside the cabin held their breaths as they heard the woman
whimpering inside.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

It was better not to say a word.

They turned their backs around and kept their gazes straight.

Occasionally, they heard retching sounds from inside, but they acted as if nothing had happened.

Though there were a few shameless people who were already blushing.

After half an hour.

The ship finally docked.



The bodyguards stood in a row, guarding both sides of the passage.

Stella was picked up by the man again and walked out.

The suit jacket still covered her from before, so no one could see her messy and flustered face under the
coat.

Mr. Ford‘s men came forward just as they reached the shore.

“Mr. Weston, the chairman is asking for you now!”

Considering they were using the title “chairman“, it indicated that Warren was furious.

Weston didn‘t stop though. “Whatever it is, just wait until the wedding is over.”

“The chairman asks you to come over now!”

He continued moving forward.

Seeing that, the man was about to stand in front of him, but when Weston‘s cold gaze swept across him,
he immediately froze in place.

“Go away.”

He spat out the words coldly.

Shocked by the powerful aura around him, the man shut his mouth and didn‘t dare to go forward.

By the time he came to his senses, Weston had already taken Stella and strode away.




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