Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 144

Chapter 144

Weston abruptly extinguished his cigarette on the ashtray before turning to face her. “Do you really have

to talk to me like that?”

“It has to end today,” Stella answered firmly.

“End?” The words whirled in his tongue before he spit them out softly. With a wry smile on his face, he

said, “I rushed all the way here from Anh City, and I didn’t get a wink of sleep. The minute I landed, I

came here to see you, only to hear you telling me you’re marrying someone else?”

She wasn’t sure whether it was because the room was dark, but while Weston was saying all of this, she

saw a sorrowful expression on his face.

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But it was only a fleeting moment.

Perhaps she had seen wrong, she thought.

There was no way people like him could be sad.

“I never wanted you to come back.” She shook her head with firmness.

The whole room went pin-drop silent as there was no other sound.

Stella could only sense the passing time as Weston was puffing smoke.

Seeing that he didn’t say a word and kept quiet, she spoke again. “Let me go.”

However, no words came out of his mouth.

He wasn’t the kind of guy that displayed his weaknesses, but the fact that he did so much merely to see

her made him feel like a laughingstock. Without realizing it, he was already down a few sticks of

cigarettes. He wasn’t addicted to tobacco before, but he picked up the habit ever since he witnessed her

falling from a building.

Stella frowned and coughed lightly. Although it wasn’t loud, he heard it. He glanced at her and didn’t say

anything, though, he stopped smoking. No one knew how long it had passed before Weston said lightly,

“Impossible.” That one word smashed all of her hopes. “When will you let me go?” she broke down

suddenly and cried. “You’ve asked this a million times.” He stood up and took his jacket from her,

He didn’t mind that the jacket was wrinkled at this point. Instead, he stretched out his hands to smooth

her clothes, treating them with care as if they were something valuable to him.

However, the gesture didn’t touch her the slightest. “Will you only let me go if I die?”

“Don’t use that word.” He pulled her hands and kissed her on the corner of her lips. “I don’t want you to

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die just yet.”

His gaze was filled with tenderness as if trying to drown her in his love. If only he had looked at her the

way he did while they were still married, Stella would’ve been willing to do anything for him. Now, though,

he was like a pesky parasite that made her helpless, leaving her nowhere to run.

Footsteps could be heard outside the corridor. Stella’s body instantly tensed up. Seeing how nervous she

was, Weston laughed. “Are you scared that people would see us cheating?”

He whispered the last word deliberately in a sultry manner, causing her to pull her head away from his

hot breath on her ear.

After a while, the footsteps outside disappeared.