Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617

 Weston called Stella’s name once, but no one answered. 

He loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket, and casually left it in the entryway. 

When he walked to the master room, he heard the sound of water coming from inside. His eyes turned to the bathroom. Then, he strode forward and walked toward the bedroom. 

He could see Stella’s reflection on the glass door of the bathroom. She was undressing, unaware of his arrival. 

The man’s hand was on the doorknob. He wanted to open the door and enter directly, but he suddenly stopped and looked straight at Stella’s every move reflected on the glass door. 

As she bent over and raised her hand… 

Weston’s eyes deepened slowly. He gulped, and then let go of the doorknob. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. 

“Stella…” Weston’s raspy voice was low and hoarse. He saw the reflection on the glass door and froze for a moment. Then, Stella’s voice came. 

“You’re back?” 

Weston heard her voice tremble slightly and curled his lips in a good mood. “You sound nervous.” 

For some reason, he loved to see Stella panic or at a loss. He loved seeing her panicking because of him. Her cute frightened look made him want to squish her into a ball. 

Stella had wanted to relax, but Weston had come back suddenly. She was at a loss as to what to do next. 

When she noticed that Weston did not move and stood still, she awkwardly asked, “Can you do me a favor? 

Weston had never left. Hearing her request, he said, “Just tell me.” 

There was no sound nor answer from inside. 

Weston frowned and opened the door without thinking. 

The bathroom was full of hazy hot air. He saw Stella curled into a ball in a corner. Just as he was about to walk over, Stella turned around in a panic. She heard the door open and screamed, “Why did you come in suddenly!” 

Weston saw the remaining foam on her body and paused. “I called you earlier, but you didn’t hear me.” 

“I just didn’t hear it!” Stella frantically tried to cover herself with something. “Why didn’t you call me again?” 

She was not overreacting pretentiously. That was how she would react to anyone who barged in suddenly. 

Weston put a hand to his brow and sighed. “Haven’t I seen all of you already?”