Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 962

Chapter 962 

Stella knew exactly what his gesture meant. The intensely intimidating aura that Weston exuded was palpable too. 

“I Didn't tell him anything..." she backed away from him instinctively.

Her feet were still bound together as she shrank away, and the golden chains clanged noisily around her ankles as she moved.

Weston ripped off his belt and tossed it aside.He knelt on the bed with one knee and stared at her like a hawk.

“If you didn't tell him anything, why was he so emotional when he talked about you?” He supported her, so she sat upright and raised her chin with his fingers.

“Why were you so reckless, Stella?” Those words sounded like a grievance, but they also sounded like a warning.

"If you won't behave even after being locked up, perhaps I should cut you off from the outside world completely so you’d finally be a good girl.” Stella took a deep breath, heaving her chest slightly.

“I’m sorry…” she whimpered.

She had to muster all her willpower to stop herself from shaking.

“I won't see him again, okay?" 

"You won't see him again?” Weston sneered.

“What about your psychological problems?” 

"Forget about that,” Stella shook her head and smiled bleakly.

“Besides, what's the point of those treatments anyway? It might even make you angry for no reason.” 

As she spoke , she sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist.This sudden tenderness startled Weston at first, but it was ultimately effective.He half embraced her and gently ran his fingers through the flowing black hair that hung down her back.

“Are you sure?” 

“Mm-hmm,” Stella nodded obediently.