Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 119

As soon as she pressed the elevator button, a tall figure suddenly appeared beside her. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She jerked her head up, and her eyes met with a pair of black sunken eyes.

Weston grabbed her wrist and dragged her to a corner without saying anything. Hands on her shoulders, he directly pushed her into the escape route.

Nobody would come here, so it was scarily quiet. Besides, the surrounding was so dark that they could barely see anything. Stella was startled and immediately pushed him away with all her might.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was a bit piercing to the ears in the empty space. The man covered her mouth directly with one hand and used the other to pull off her thin sweater before he kissed her neck It was already autumn, so the night was a bit chilly. Because she went to a drive-in cinema, she wore a white cardigan. It could also be described as a knitted sweater; it was soft and not very thick. It was very stretchy, so it could be easily pulled off the shoulder.

Even in the dark, her complexion was able to catch the man’s eyes. Blinded by lust, he relished the scent of her body, leaving behind marks on her skin, his wild breath spreading around her neck. Stella could feel that he was kissing her relentlessly, and an aura that belonged only to him engulfed her whole body. She was powerless to resist. No matter how much she struggled, it was to no avail.

“Let go of me! Let go! You are crazy!”

She cursed nonstop, hoping that he would stop. But he did not seem to hear her and pressed her against the wall harder.

At such a close distance, she had already noticed his change and looked at him in disbelief. It was the moment she was in a daze that he lifted her and pinned her on the wall. In the narrow and dark space,

her tears just rolled down her cheeks. She cried in silence, not even making much noise, but it miraculously calmed him down. In the dark, his eyes remained sharp. With sarcasm, he said, “What are you crying about? You seemed to be very happy just now.”

He saw her getting out of a man’s car, smiling happily. He had never seen her smiling so brightly at him.

“Were you trying to provoke me when you called me?”

With one hand holding her waist, he lifted his other hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eye. Then, his hand followed the tear down to her cheek, her neck, and then slid down to her bosom.

She shuddered and closed her eyes immediately, forcing herself to ignore the humiliating touch. “I have told you very clearly that it’s impossible between us. Besides, we have already been divorced for such a long time. Why can’t I start over?” “I told you to go back and reconsider it because I wanted to give you some time. I didn’t want to push you too hard. But this is the answer you gave me? Start over, you say?” The man suddenly lowered his voice and intensified his movement. “Don’t even think about it.”

She cried out almost instantly. That disgusting feeling made her no longer able to keep her cool. “Let go of me, let go of me!” “What, now? Are you trying to remain chaste for your new lover?” His tone was harsh and cold as ice. “Tell me–who is he? Is he the one from last time?”