Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770

There was a stark difference between them in physical strength and figure. Stella could not shake him in the slightest. His disgusting breath that came near engulfed her.

Stella closed her eyes in pain. A tear dropped from the corner of her eye as she trembled. Humiliation, despair, and hatred had all mixed together and stirred up into a complicated emotion in her.

So disgusting… So disgusting… So disgusting…’ Stella thought in her mind. Then, a loud bang sounded. Someone had suddenly kicked open the door from outside.

A harsh light suddenly filled the space, illuminating the rising dust all around. A tall figure appeared at the end of the light.

The room door was broken and kicked down on the floor. There were still specks of light in the air as the man’s face became clear in the haze of dust.

Stella was in a trance. When she saw the familiar face emerge in the light, she felt like she was still dreaming.

Weston stood there with his back to the light in the dim

and shadowy place. The aura around him was murderous and forbearing. She could sense a vague hostility from him.

The moment he rushed in, it was as if time had frozen.

Stella did not blink and kept staring at him. She almost forgot to move her eyes. After a short moment, she finally felt her dry eyes and a surge of tears that streamed down her cheek. Little by little, her tears ran down her chin and into her collarbone.

She cried.

A staggering scream came from the room. It was so loud that it could penetrate the walls. The people outside could hear the wailing inside. Stella stiffened and closed her eyes for good.

As the fat man collapsed, the force on top of her body was finally gone. She hurriedly stood up and hid in the corner. She cowered and curled up into a ball.

The fat man let out a loud howl in pain that resonated across the room.

The incessant sound of punches landing on the fat man continued.

From the shadows on the wall, Stella could tell how hard Weston was punching him. He kept punching him continuously without stopping.

Stella hugged herself tighter. She bit her lower lips and tried to ignore the scene next to her. The fat man’s painful howls eventually faded to a breathless wail. He begged for mercy weakly, but Weston never stopped. He kept punching him while glaring at him. It was as if he wanted to kill him.