Chapter 205 – Highlight Chapter from Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 205 is a standout chapter in Mr. Ford Is Jealous by Boat of Peaches, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Marriage narrative into new territory.
Chapter 205
“Don’t move.” His voice was husky. Stella could see his Adam’s apple sliding up and down. She didn’t dare to move since she sensed a shift in him.
Weston was deafeningly silent. He helped her put on the shoe and get up to wash up. Without looking back, she headed straight into the bathroom.
Only then did he stand up and walked outside after calming. After she was done, she saw a huge figure helping her tidy the small table on the bed. “I’ll eat in the living room.” “You haven’t recovered yet. It’s best for you to stay in bed.” She didn’t want to. “I’m already healed, and it doesn’t hurt anymore, why do I still need to lie down?”
There was a hint of complaint in her words. Suddenly, his movement froze. It had been a while since he heard her speaking like that to him. Not as tit-for-tat as before, or as uncaring and unyielding as before, but with a natural coquettishness.
The movement in his hands gradually slowed and his voice sounded calm as he said, “We’ll go to the living room.” He didn’t find it troublesome and restored all the actions he just did. Stella turned sideways and watched him pass by, walking from the corridor to the living room. The look on her face turned cold instantly before it became calm once again. It wasn’t as confrontational as before, or as uncaring and unyielding. It now had a natural coquettishness.
Although she doesn’t need to go to the training center, Weston could see that she was thinking a lot. “Don’t go anywhere today. Just stay at home and take care of your health.”
“What a waste to stay at home on such a fine day,” she said dejectedly.
“Being with me is a waste too?” She didn’t answer him, but her eyes were filled with devastation. Hence, unable to face the thought of her relapsing to her old depressed self, now that she had found some joy in her life, he responded, “I can drive you about in the afternoon. However, if you don’t feel good, we must return quickly. Do you get it?” “Understood.” She instantly flashed him a smile. “If you’re acting now, your technique is incredible,” he said hopelessly, startled by how rapidly her face transformed.
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