Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 She was disgusted by everything he did! She felt goosebumps rising on her skin. She was like a hedgehog on full alert. When Weston forcibly possessed her, her spikes would stab.

Weston suddenly lost interest and closed his eyes. He ordered, “Go to the bathroom to clean

up.”

Then, he turned to leave.

Before leaving, he seemed to have remembered something. He paused again and ordered,” You only have half an hour. Come to the bedroom half an hour later. Otherwise, I don’t mind bathing you.” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing the sound of the door closed, Stella raised her head and fell to her knees tiredly. She leaned her head against the coffee table with her eyes blank. After a while, she propped herself up and dragged herself into the bathroom in exhaustion.

She knew Weston was not joking, that he was serious about his threat.

She went into the bathtub and closed her eyes. Then, she submerged into the warm water.

How good would it be to sleep right in? However, she could not. She still had Roger. She had to live.

Stella had never thought of herself as a strong person at all. After giving up on him completely, she finally realized that his actions no longer made her sad. It only made her tired and frustrated.

The bathroom was quiet without the sound of running water.

Weston sat on the bed in a silk bathrobe.

Earlier, he casually took a quick shower. His hair was still wet and dripping with water. The droplets slowly dripped down his handsome side profile.

He put his hands by his side. It was a rare moment for him to feel so empty.

He never had to wait for Stella.

Most of the time, Stella was always waiting for him after her bath during their marriage. Every time he came out of the bathroom, he could see her petite figure lying peacefully on her side of the bed.

When she heard him approaching, she would look out of the quilt with a shy and loving look. Weston had not seen that look in a long time.

He closed his eyes. Then, a sharp ringtone broke the silence of the room. He opened his eyes and looked at the caller’s name flashing on the screen. Suddenly, he felt annoyed for no apparent reason.

That was the scene Stella saw when she came out. Weston’s phone kept ringing, but Weston did not move.

She stood in the bathroom and watched for a while. Somehow, this scene felt familiar to her.

There was a time when she had called Weston cautiously like this. There was often no answer from him.

Most of the time, Ben answered and told her that Weston was still busy. After that, Stella did not dare to call again for fear of bothering him at work.

She thought Weston was fond of Guinevere, but she did not expect that he would not answer her call at a time like this.

Stella could not hold back those awful thoughts. She could not help wondering: What was Guinevere thinking at this time?

Guinevere was once so high and mighty and even bossed her around. Yet Weston was not answering her call at all. Would Guinevere be sleepless and restless for that?

Stella thought she would feel happy when the tide was turned. However, after a short period of happiness, there was nothing but an eternity of sadness.