บททั้งหมดของ Mr. Ford Is Jealous: บทที่ 801 - บทที่ 810

Stella could feel her belly rubbing the cold buckle of Weston’s belt. She had a hunch that things were about to go wildly out of control.“No…” she begged him. “Please, not here…”“Before she could finish speaking, the sound of heels clacking the ground approached Weston’s office door rapidly…“Mr. Ford,” Daisy called and knocked on the door. “I’ve compiled the important points from the meeting minutes.”Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and entered the office.As soon as the doorknob turned, Stella shoved Weston away in panic, slinked down under his desk, and hid there before he could say anything.Weston watched her speechlessly. He was about to get her when he saw Stella desperately gesturing to him to keep quiet.“Shh!”She looked at him with large, pleading eyes. Her face was still flushed. Her hair was a mess. She was half naked, and her clothes were in disarray. It was clear that she was not in an appropriate state to be seen by strangers.Weston shifte

Sometimes, Stella was truly dumbstruck by Weston.And right now was one of those instances. As she was playing with his pants, she inadvertently lifted up the hem and exposed his socks. She was surprised to find that even his socks were of high quality and looked elegant. How meticulous could this man be?Sensing her movements, Weston reached down and stroked her hair, trying to soothe the naughty vixen. But Stella suddenly snatched his hand and refused to let it go. Weston frowned slightly and managed to pull his hand away with some force. He then pinched her cheek as punishment. Stella accepted it and rubbed his fingers gently in response.And so Weston multitasked as best as he could—on the one hand, he conducted a serious meeting with his partners about a multi-billion-dollar project, and on the other, teased and played with Stella under the desk on the other.Daisy was frantically jotting down the minutes of the meeting—her work made that much more intensive, no thanks to

A glint flashed past Stella’s eyes. …play with him? He’d always been the one to take the lead. Now that she thought about it, she had never tried taking the lead before. It left her to wonder what things would be like, if she were to take the initiative for a change. “Weston…” Something changed in her eyes as she tugged his tie and pulled him closer. “Are you sure you want to play?” He lowered his eyes and looked at her. A cheeky smile broke across her petite face, clearly indicating that she had some tricks up her sleeve. Weston cupped her cheeks, and his calloused fingers rubbed across his fair, dewy skin. “Let me see what you’ve got.” Stella suddenly turned solemn as she turned around to press him against the desk she was originally trapped under. “Shhh.” Her long, lithe arms wrapped around his as she lifted her head and brushed her nose against the corner of his lips. “From this second on, don’t move.” Stella said domineeringly, “Don’t doubt my actions, and do

In the evening. Dusk in the early summer always looked mesmerizing. Fiery red clouds rolled across the sky, forming a stunningly picturesque view from the top floor of the Ford Corporation building. Stella was eventually carried out of that building. By the time they were done, every inch of her skin was covered in marks and hickeys. Weston covered her up with his suit. Although he deliberately chose to leave the building at a time when most employees would have left for the day, there were still a couple of them who stayed back in the office. Stella remained obedient in his arms, burying her face in his chest and not daring to look out. She could feel many stares landing on her on their way out. When Weston strode past the secretary’s office, Daisy and everyone else was standing to one side and greeting Weston. “Hello, Mr. Ford.” “Mr. Ford…” Stella heard those greetings, and her face blushed an even deeper red. After both of them left, one of the secretaries sp

Guinevere used to drive a red Maserati. When she wasn’t walking, it was her favorite car that she drove everywhere. However, it was completely wrecked by Weston during the last kidnapping incident. After the housekeeper updated them, Weston subconsciously turned to Stella. Stella’s face remained expressionless. When she saw Weston turning to look at herself, she smiled and said, “What are you looking at me for? Let’s head in.” Guinevere was, in fact, grounded and supposed to stay at home, but she used Zack as an excuse and managed to sneak out on the premise of visiting her own child. Guinevere pestered Mrs. Cohen to no end, leaving her with no other choice. Furthermore, she was also afraid that Guinevere might mentally break down and therefore decided against her will to allow her to visit Zack. She heard Weston and Ella had not been staying at the Ford Mansion recently and reasoned that Guinevere shouldn’t bump into them that much. This assured her about her decision. T