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Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 1197
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Chapter 1197 Stella found herself so tightly in Weston‘s arms that she couldn‘t move an inch. She tried to kick him,

but Weston grabbed her ankle and held it in place before pulling her closer to his chest. The difference between

their physical strengths was just too big. 

Without any effort, Weston then took off Stella‘s shoes, before he began to pull down her pantyhose. “Weston!” she

glared coldly at him, planting her feet on his knees in an attempt to shirk away. Instead, he took hold of her hand

while his other hand finally found her secret spot. 

“Get away from me!” she yelped, losing her temper.“ Don‘t you dare touch me!” 

“But you‘re the one touching me right now,” Weston replied in a raspy voice, gazing at her with eyes brimming with

pressing desire and desperate yearning. “Do you know how much I‘ve suffered these past few years?” he

whispered in her ear, guiding her hand toward his manhood. “I‘ve been like this every day... whenever I thought of

you, I‘d imagine you by my side, but each time, I realized that you were never actually there...” 

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His words were punctuated by heavy breathing. 

His voice was incredibly alluring. It was deep yet honeyed with just the right edge, incredibly pleasant to the ear,

just like the sound of a fine fabric being torn. 

But Stella merely closed her eyes, which were filled with contempt. Her lashes trembled as she took a deep breath,

“You‘re disgusting.” 

Weston stopped abruptly. For a long time, he stared 

quietly at her with eyes full of hurt. 

It felt like ages when he finally calmed down and loosened his hold on her body. Sensing this, Stella got up

immediately, only for Weston to wrap his arms around her waist again as he murmured near her lips, “Stella...”

“Mr. Ford, I‘m really sorry about what happened earlier. This document...” 

The voice came from outside the office, and soon afterward, Daisy appeared right in front of Stella and Weston,

holding several thick contract documents in her hands. 

After chancing upon the shocking scene that greeted her eyes as soon as she opened the door, Daisy’s face turned

white as a sheet. 

She had never expected Stella to suddenly show up in 

Weston‘s office. 

It had only been a short few days, yet she somehow already managed to be here in his office, making out with him

without a care in the world for decency. 

Daisy‘s hands trembled. She clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her flesh. At that moment, she even

felt like going so deep that she‘d bleed. The scene in front of her was such a huge blow that it almost shattered her

hopes into a million pieces. 

She noticed the undisguised yearning on Weston‘s face, the ardent passion and longing that she had never seen

before when he was around other people. All this was proof that she had only been flattering herself these past

three years, believing that she was slowly getting closer to Weston. 

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Weston moved away from Stella‘s lips when he saw the woman standing at the door. His voice was extremely cold

and unfeeling when he barked, “Did no one ever teach you how to knock on the door? Get out!” 

Daisy‘s expressions changed drastically. She tried to explain herself by telling him, “I didn‘t mean to…” 

But before she could finish her sentence, a heavy ashtray flew straight towards her and fell on the floor right next

to her feet, smashing into smithereens.. 

“Didn‘t you hear what I said?!” His voice was now 

menacingly cold. “Get out!” 

Daisy took a deep breath and hurriedly turned around to close the door, leaving Stella and Weston alone in the

office. 

When the door was closed again, Weston‘s gaze shifted back to Stella‘s face. His whole countenance softened

immensely, even showing signs of deep pining and tenderness. 

“Stella...” 

Every time he called her name, his voice dripped with yearning passion. 

He held onto her waist, eager to continue from where they left off, but she got straight up to her feet and stared

icily down at him, saying, “It looks like you‘re too horny to talk business with right now, Mr. Ford. Perhaps you should

call your secretary back in so she can satiate you. We can talk after you‘re done.”