Mr. Ford is Jealous

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Chapter 1344

No matter how she looked at it, she simply couldn’t find anything special about this photo.

Her eyes gradually moved down and stopped right in the center of the wall, where there were some pictures taken

during their first meeting after their divorce.

There were also pictures of her in the hospital and, even more surprisingly, those of her on the film set. Those still

photos of her during the shooting were especially alarming because even the production crew might not have

them, let alone an outsider like Weston. Yet somehow, they were right there on the wall. She had no idea how he

managed to procure them, considering that those were clear pictures of her alone and had no one else in them.

Stella stood there staring at the pictures on the wall. She could not tell exactly what she was feeling right now.

Ultimately, she no longer wanted to stay in that room anymore. She felt the urge to get out of there out of

embarrassment.

She returned to the master bedroom and discovered that Weston had not yet woken up. She lay down beside him

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and stared at his face.

After a while, Weston slowly opened his eyes.

Stella quickly shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Her breathing was stable now, and she could feel Weston’s

gaze blaring down on her.

Weston was not as startled as she was when he woke up. She could not sense any movements from him at all.

Stella was a little nervous now. She had no idea why she was pretending to be asleep, much less why she was so

afraid to open her eyes and look at him.

She could feel Weston’s breath getting closer and closer to her. She was conflicted, unsure whether she should

pretend to wake up now, but in the next moment, before she could do anything, she felt him lifting her chin.

Stella was well aware of what this meant. She quickly opened her eyes, pretending that she had just woken up, and

was startled to see him.

“What are you doing here?” She pushed him away with some repulsion.

She looked around frantically and acted surprised that she was not in her own room.

“How could you do this to me?” Stella asked, pretending to be anguished. “Didn’t I tell you to wake me up? Why

would you do this?”

Before she could finish her sentence, he held her chin in place and kissed her.

His kiss felt desperate, so desperate that it was verging on heartrending.

Sensing this, Stella gazed into his eyes, only to see them filled with resentment and sorrow.

Stella had no idea why he would act so wildly as soon as he woke up. He was so mad that he ended up biting her

lips till he could taste her blood. At that point, Stella could no longer take it anymore, and she began to fight back

violently…

Slap!

After being struck across his face, Weston finally stopped. He was still panting heavily, but the burning severity in his

eyes had faded a little.

He stared fixedly at Stella, then pulled her into his arms and pressed her back against his body.

“You’re not allowed to leave me from now on…” he murmured hoarsely.

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“Have you lost your mind?” Stella responded in puzzlement.

She tried to push him away, only for him to hold her even more tightly now.

“I just had a dream that you’d gotten together with Roger,” he told her. “You got married to him and raised Elias

and Emma together. Then you never return, and I

never see you again…”

Stella was speechless.

After falling silent for a long time, she finally took a deep breath and told him, “Don’t worry, I’ll never be with

Roger no matter what.”

Weston’s eyes lit up, but he did not have much time to rejoice before Stella emphatically added, “But I might find

the kids a stepfather one day. Not in the next few years, of course. But I will find a man I like who is also accepted

by the kids.”

Hush fell in the room after she spoke. It was silent for so long that Stella even thought Weston might not want to

talk to her anymore.

She could see so many conflicting emotions in his eyes, but she no longer had the desire to try to understand him

now. Now, she only found the situation a little awkward.

She pulled the blanket off her body and softly said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll put on my clothes now. Thank you for

taking care of me yesterday, and I won’t trouble you again.”

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