Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 911

Chapter 911

Warren had told her that she would be completely free from Weston's grasp in a few hours.

She could finally be free.

Everything was calm on the sea.

It was a good day for sailing.

If nothing went wrong, Weston should have met up with Guinevere by now.

He should've discovered her disappearance half an hour ago, and since the wedding rituals could not be delayed, perhaps they had already stepped into the church, hand in hand.

The wedding hall was on a cliff, and she had been there a few times for rehearsal, but there was no more chance to say the solemn vow.

Stella closed her eyes. She felt sleepy as she listened to the sound of the waves crashing in the wind.

She got little rest last night and had a thick foundation applied to her face to mask the dark circles under her eyes.

The makeup artist previously said that she did not need much makeup, but since the dark circles had to be covered up, she put on some anyway. The only thing was that her hair was tied into a wedding bun to suit the wedding dress, and it looked very awkward with her casual attire.

Later, when she got to the shore, she would meet with someone who would prepare some essential electronic devices for her.

When she got there, she would go straight to Compassvale and rendezvous with Roger before heading to another small city. There, they would hide for a while until Weston's anger subsided. When that was over, she could finally live the life she wanted once and for all.,

She leaned against the swaying hull.

It was a long night last night, and she was sleepy. She yawned and waited patiently for time to pass.

Suddenly, there was a squeak coming from the front.

A strange sound was coming from the bow of the boat,

Stella looked up, worried that things might go wrong.

After a while, noisy footsteps approached her and stopped at the cabin door.

The bodyguard accompanying her shouted, "There is a patrolling fishing boat ahead. We may stop for a while."

Stella opened her eyes. "There shouldn't be problems, right?"

"No. This happens often. We have crossed those waters, and there shouldn't be anyone coming after us."

Stella was then relieved.

She estimated the time and planned to walk out of the cabin.

The ship suddenly swayed a few times violently

The rumbling of the engine was deafening.

The moment she wanted to ask what had happened, the boat suddenly dipped as if bearing the weight of a few extra people.

Unlike the earlier commotion, the footsteps were louder and more urgent this time.

"Who are you people?"

"Wait! This is a civilian boat! What do you want?"

"Run!"

It was the last word she heard before the sound of kicking and punching filled the air.

The ship was in chaos.

A bad feeling began to emerge in her heart as she listened to the thumping on the deck.

She hurriedly stood up and looked for the life raft, attempting to escape the cabin.

The boat was rocking so violently that no one came to the cabin, no matter how rowdy it was overhead.

Before she could do anything, the tap of leather shoes came steadily her way, one after another, as if stepping on her heart and causing her to hold her breath involuntarily. Only a little light came in from the narrow hatchway at first.

In the next second, a tall figure emerged.

The man blocked out all the light, his gaze sweeping over the cabin's inhabitants.

Stella was frozen solid. Stunned, she watched as he slowly dimmed the light in front of her, one crushing step after another. "Stella, where else do you plan to escape to?"

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