บททั้งหมดของ Mr. Ford Is Jealous: บทที่ 901 - บทที่ 910

Exhausted after a few rounds of sex, she begged with a husky voice, “The wedding is tomorrow. If there are red marks all over me, how am I supposed to wear the wedding dress?”Only then did the hard-working man pause momentarily.His thin lips moved away from her delicate cheek and kissed gently on it again before he let go of her. “After tomorrow's wedding ceremony, I need to buy more condoms.”Stella was already in a daze because of him, and now, doubts arose in her mind.“Why do you wear it only occasionally? Don’t you use it all the time or not use it if you don’t want to?The man smirked and pulled her arms around his waist. His force was a little greater than before.“If I give you too much, you won’t be able to accept it, so I’ll just block out some.”“You…”Unsure if he had said that on purpose, Stella blushed. “You don’t always be so, so…”“So what, huh?”“So shameless…”Weston lowered his head and nibbled on her cheek. “Why would I need that? I just need you.”At

“Don’t you worry,” Warren assured Stella with confidence. “There’ll be nothing he can do when he discovers that you’ve gone missing. He will fail to find you, and the wedding will go on.”　Stella seemed to understand it. “You mean… he will marry that double?”Warren smiled. “Of course not… Do you know why I agreed to let Guinevere come?”Of course, he wasn’t about to fulfill her dream of seeing Weston’s wedding with her own eyes.Instead… he wanted to make her dream come true.Weston would surely be furious when he found out that Stella had run away from the wedding.As for Guinevere, who’d be at the wedding, she would be the perfect catalyst. By then, both families would pressure him to let Guinevere put on the wedding dress and for the wedding ceremony to carry on until the end.They would make the best of a bad situation.Everything which had been diverted from the track would be back to where they were supposed to be.“It is the wedding of the century. There can’t be an

But when she got to know from Warren that Stella would run away from the wedding, she felt both glad and annoyed.She was glad that she could finally replace her. She was annoyed that she could only follow Stella’s lead and pray that she’d receive a little alms or something she did not want.But none of that mattered anymore.As long as she could marry Weston, she was willing to pay whatever it might cost her.After Mrs. Cohen sent her to the car, she got out.Though this was agreed upon, she knew it would lead to unfavorable criticism. The Cohens had given up on this marriage, but Guinevere was just too persistent.For the sake of saving face, they did not want her to see Weston anymore.However, she threw tantrums at home, crying and screaming, saying that she wanted to die. Her madness was too much for them to handle.Since she was going to turn herself into a laughing stock, they might as well go along with it.At least they had Warren’s assurance, and there was a chil

Bradley felt helpless when he read the comments.The movie had already become so famous even before it was released.Now, investors from all over were trying to contact him.Although it might seem a positive thing, the truth was actually far from that. If the movie did not meet the audience’s expectations, it would probably backfire on them.Especially for Ella…Bradley was in a sweat about her.…Today was a sunny day.Spring was officially over, and it was the first day of summer.Weston rushed to the pier at the cliff as fast as he could.“Mr. Ford…”“Mr. Ford…”He walked straight to the ship that Stella was supposed to be in, completely disregarding the bystanders' greetings.The “bride” was sitting in the cabin, and shocked by his early arrival; she turned away from him.“Mr. F— Mr. Ford…”He walked straight up to her and turned her around.Sure enough, she was not Stella… “Mr. Ford…”The woman quickly blocked her face. She paled with fear. “I’m… I’m sorry… I di

Warren had told her that she would be completely free from Weston’s grasp in a few hours. She could finally be free.Everything was calm on the sea.It was a good day for sailing.If nothing went wrong, Weston should have met up with Guinevere by now.He should’ve discovered her disappearance half an hour ago, and since the wedding rituals could not be delayed, perhaps they had already stepped into the church, hand in hand.The wedding hall was on a cliff, and she had been there a few times for rehearsal, but there was no more chance to say the solemn vow.Stella closed her eyes. She felt sleepy as she listened to the sound of the waves crashing in the wind. She got little rest last night and had a thick foundation applied to her face to mask the dark circles under her eyes.The makeup artist previously said that she did not need much makeup, but since the dark circles had to be covered up, she put on some anyway. The only thing was that her hair was tied into a wedding bun