Chapter 1-10

Mr. Ford Is Jealous Chapter 1

The creaking sounds finally stopped. On this heavy night, a low voice gradually calmed down.

A subtle rustling sound of the sheets could be heard as the man got up.

As Stella Sealey looked at the scratch marks on his back, she felt a sudden impulse, and reflexively grabbed his wrist. “Could you stay here tonight?”

Weston paused. Without turning back and letting her keep the view of his perfectly toned back, he buttoned up his shirt.

Stella was anxious. Her fingers clenched at the already wrinkled sheets, further crumpling them.

She held her breath as if to wait for his judgment.