Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 723

Chapter 723

“Uh-huh,” Stella replied, “your grandfather wanted me to.” 

Weston straightened up and peered down at her. 

“What did he say to you?” 

Stella paused, then shook her head and told him,” Nothing much. He just wanted me to get a good rest here tonight…” 

Weston’s eyes narrowed into thin slits. That piercing gaze of his would penetrate even the deepest secrets in anyone’s heart. 

“Was that all?” he asked again. “What else did he say?” 

“What else do you think he’d say?”countered Stella. She looked up and bravely met his gaze, daring him to search her eyes. “That he would give me a large sum of money so I would leave you, perhaps?” “No,” Weston laughed. “That’s not his style.” 

“It seems that you two understand each other very well,” Stella raised her brows. “Your grandfather knew he couldn’t get rid of me just by throwing money at me.” 

“That’s right,” Weston retracted his gaze and pinched her nose. “It doesn’t matter how much money he throws 

at you. You’ll get much more than that if you stay by my 

side.” 

As soon as Stella stepped back into the guest bedroom, she slumped down onto the sofa and sat there for a while. She was utterly exhausted. She didn’t even turn on the lights. She just sat there staring at the ceiling. She blinked again and again. Her eyes were getting sore. She reached into her bag and found that she still had a few pills left. She counted the days when Dr. Zeta Taylor would come back… 

If Weston didn’t go crazy tonight, she would still have enough. Luckily for her, although Weston had a voracious sexual appetite , he was such a busy man that work and other obligations consumed much of his energy. He would constantly pester her around the house, wanting to do it again and again. However, as soon as he put on his suit jacket, he became Mr. Weston Ford, the distinguished and unrivaled president of Ford Corporation. 

With all the things that happened today, Weston would’ve been so preoccupied that he would have no energy left to come to her. 

tall silhouette walked in. 

Stella didn’t need to look at the person to find out who it was. 

She took a deep breath and softly muttered, “I’m really tired tonight. I really don’t feel like…” 

Before she could finish speaking, he picked her up in his arms and put her on the bathroom dresser. 

“Don’t worry,” he murmured. “I won’t get in bed with my sister…” 

His hand landed on her face, then moved slowly downwards and stopped on her collarbone. 

“…the bathtub is good enough for me,” he added.