Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 616

Chapter 616 

Angelina noticed that Stella’s expression had somehow become a little sad. She wanted to ask her what was wrong, but she had already arrived at her house then. 

When she turned her head, she saw Stella was back to her usual self. “We’ve arrived.” 

Angelina thought she had seen it wrongly earlier and shook her head to push the strange thoughts out of her mind. She said with a smile, “Okay. I’ll go back first. Be safe on the way home!” 

Then, the car moved again and drove away. 

The driver glanced at Stella in the rearview mirror. “Miss Ella, you seem happy today!” 

“Is that so?” Stella looked at him reflexively and smiled.” You can tell.” 

“There was a strong smell when you got in the car earlier. Did you go for supper?” The driver wanted to say she smelled bad, but he rephrased his sentence to something more subtle. 

Stella responded, “I had some garlic noodles.” 

The driver continued to chat with her. “Is it good? It smells pretty strong. I’ve heard my daughter talk about it  a lot, but it smells too strong, so I don’t like it very much 

Stella suddenly looked at him curiously. “Did Weston tell you to chat with me?” 

The driver shut up. After a short while, he said embarrassedly, “Am I being too obvious?” 

Stella looked at him with a smile but said nothing. 

The driver exhaled and said, “I’ve never received such an order before. Mr. Ford told me to pay attention to your mood and report to him if I noticed you had fun doing something The driver was quite honest. Stella shook her head and said nothing 

She had learned how to deal with them. She had stopped using a considerate tone but took on a more commanding one. 

As expected, Joan nodded and went to rest. 

She was left alone in the villa. 

Weston was not home yet, so Stella relaxed a little. She took off her heels and threw them at the entryway. Then, she went to the bedroom. 

A gust of wind came when she opened the door. She smelled the smell of garlic noodles on her body and frowned. She planned to take a shower first. 

When Weston came back, he found no one in the living room. 

Joan had gone to rest, and Stella’s shoes were lying around in the entryway.