Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 449

Chapter 449

Weston finally calmed down and told Stella, "Let's not talk about this."

Stella stopped talking. She looked at the road ahead and focused on driving. Although she did not make it obvious, Weston could tell that she was angry.

Weston was helpless too. They were getting along well before, but they were suddenly in a cold war again. Even so, he would warn Stella whenever she drove dangerously.

Stella silently drove the car back with a stern face. Weston instructed her to drive almost the whole journey. Not long after, they finally arrived home. She parked the car directly in the garage, then got out of the car and left..

She was angry.

Weston stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. "Why are you so angry today? I just said a few words about you. Now you're scowling at me?"

Stella shook off his hand. "How would I scowl at you? Anyway, I'm just terrible at driving." She sounded so disdainful that it amused Weston. He was less angry and wanted to laugh. He reached out and tucked the loose hair behind her ear. Then, he kissed her on the earlobe. "I was just telling the truth. Why are you so mad at me?" Stella looked at him in disbelief. "Am I really so terrible in your eyes?" "Not really." He suddenly took her into his arms. He lowered his head and said in her ear, "Whether it's driving, or..." He suddenly ran his fingers up and down her back at a slow pace. Stella's face turned red. She kicked him away. "That's all you ever think about!" Then, she turned around and left.

She was much more comfortable getting along with him than before. Weston watched her back as his expression gradually softened. A hint of inexplicable comfort appeared in his eyes. He walked behind her and followed her slowly.

When Stella got into the elevator, he strode over and squeezed in. The space in the elevator suddenly seemed a little cramped.

When the elevator finally opened, Stella went out first,

Her feet were hanging in the air after walking just two steps. Weston had suddenly picked her up from behind.

She exclaimed in shock and wrapped her arms around his neck instinctively. She looked at him, only to meet his dark gaze. Joan came up to greet them. When she saw this scene, she quickly dropped her head. Then, Weston ordered her, "You can leave work early today."

"Understood, sir!" Joan left in a hurry.

Stella knew there was no escape today.

When he put her on the bed, she suddenly took the initiative to hug him. She kneeled on her knee and wrapped her arms around his waist. Then, she leaned in and buried her face in his arms. "I know I'm a little rusty, but I'll get better at it. I promise you I will drive slowly and steadily. Don't let the driver follow me, okay?"

Weston stroked her hair. How could he not tell Stella's plan?

It was just a way to get him to be less controlling with her. He knew her purpose. She was testing his boundaries. Even so, what could he do? He simply could not refuse her like this.

He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her hair. At last, he sighed. "Just do whatever you want."

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