Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 771

Chapter 771 

The man was already bruised and swollen as he lay on the ground lifelessly. He was dying and had no strength to fight back.

Weston was undoubtedly terrifying in this state. Soon, a sweet and fishy smell filled the air.

Stella felt nauseous and subconsciously heaved. Her body tensed and kept trembling uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip tightly and could not help but dry heave a few times.

She did not even have the strength to stand, and her face was as pale as a sheet.

Weston heard her voice and stopped. He gave the man in front of him a cold glance, then slammed him to the ground and walked toward Stella.

“Stella, come here.” His voice had a hint of urgency. The sound of his breath was like a whistle.

He picked Stella into his arms and held her tightly.

Weston hugged her tightly in his arms, as if trying to make her one with him.

His hostile eyes were so red and bloodshot but filled with other deeper feelings as well. Strong reluctance, regret, and anger… But more than anything else was the

heartache for the woman in his arms.

Weston was at his breaking point, but he restrained himself and gently held Stella in his arms. He brushed her hair gently and tried to ease her fears. “It’s okay now.”

He looked down at her with endless tenderness for her in his eyes. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

Stella did not cry when the kidnappers got her. She did not cry when they locked her in the room. The man almost took advantage of her, but she did not cry either.

She knew she was safe in Weston’s arms now. She knew she was finally safe from the humiliation and pain, but she could not help but cry.

She could not shut off the raging storm of grievance, sadness, and despair in her. She had been under so much stress dealing with Weston. With all the things she had been through…

Stella could not think of anything else. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face deeper into his chest

“Weston …” Her voice trembled. Her reliance on him conveyed her intentions. She wanted him to hold her closer.

Weston understood her message. He looked down, kissed her hair, and held her tighter. “Yeah.”