All Chapters of Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

At this moment, Weston felt no different from the regular folk that had to grind daily. He felt like a headless chicken, stumbling around in the glass enclosure without direction. He was not the only one feeling lost.Guinevere looked at his figure and felt empty in her heart. The feeling of impending loss tormented her. She could not sit still anymore.She stumbled towards him and hugged his waist from behind. “Did I do something wrong? Can you tell me directly? Don’t punish me like this, please…”This time, Weston did not push her away.Instead, he turned around and stared at the woman in front of him.His eyes were dark and deep. After a long silence, he finally said, “I was wrong.”… Stella had Weston drop her off at the intersection. She did not want anyone to see him drive her to work. When she arrived at her work building, she went to the parking lot first, and then walked towards the elevator.Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly appeared at the corner without warning.S

After Yvonne left, Tina looked up again and said disdainfully, “People with connections are different. They didn’t even go to the interview last night and got a second chance!”The person next to her heard her say that. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she thought about it and kept quiet instead.Stella had strong dancing skills and won many prestigious awards. There was no doubt about her professionalism. These little kids here love here.During class, when the children were stretching, Stella took the chance to go to a quiet corner. She closed her eyes, feeling a little tired. She had been unable to sleep and spent almost the whole night staying wary of the man next to her.She would rather Weston give her a hard time than take things slowly. She did not know what he really wanted to do.She knew Weston would not give up easily, but she really did not want to get involved with him anymore.Was there any way to get rid of him forever?She suddenly opened he

What else could she do?Weston seemed to have guessed that she would not just follow him so easily. He followed behind her without any rush.When they got out of the parking lot, Stella squinted, dazzled by the sunlight outside. Weston finally opened the car door, walked up to her, and grabbed her wrist. “Don’t challenge my patience.” Stella pushed his hand away. “What else can I do? Why can’t you let go of me?”She had said it countless times to Weston. Weston had heard it many times, but he simply ignored her and shoved her into the car without a word.Stella was very thin. She was so thin that she had no strength to fight him.After being tucked into the passenger seat, Stella made a conscious effort to get up. However, the man pressed her to the seat and held her shoulder.“Sit properly.”Weston was too close to her. He stood outside the car, tall and straight. He could hold her in place with just one hand while the other hand pulled out the seat belt. He casually ran hi

Stella got out of the car directly and ignored him. Weston glanced at her. He was full of patience and did not mind her behavior. Stella walked straight ahead and happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar car. Her eyes lingered for a moment, but she did not think much of it and went straight into the elevator. Weston walked in behind her unhurriedly. This man always seemed to be like this. He would control his own pace and no one could disrupt him. “You say no, but your actions say otherwise.” Stella ignored his tease. She said indifferently, “I’d rather cooperate and see what you want to do instead of struggling unnecessarily. I don’t have time for you, but I can’t escape either. No matter how I struggle, you’ll find ways to achieve your goal. It’s better that I obey. I can’t fight you anyway.”Weston hated the way she described their relationship. He did want to make things difficult for her, hoping to get her back to the way she was before. However, he did not expect her

The only thing about the restaurant was the dark environment. No wonder it was called the Noir Restaurant.The waitress’s introduction somewhat made sense. The food tasted a little bit more delicious when she focused all her senses without all the noises around her.The last course was steak, which was served in a complicated way. It was laid on a copper plate with a roaring charcoal fire underneath. Due to the high temperature, the staff needed to isolate the heat. Several people carried the equipment in, but the steak serving was only so large.Stella looked at the pathetically portioned, perfectly plated dish and was at a loss of words. Seeing that he did not move, Weston tapped his finger lightly on the table. “Help me cut it.”Stella was startled. She thought she misheard him until he repeated himself.Her face turned cold. “Don’t you know how to cut it yourself? Cut it yourself and eat it.” Weston crossed his fingers together. For some reason, he was patient with her aga