Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 555

Chapter 555 

The villa shone with warm light through the veil of rain, yet Stella was walking alone in the dark and wet. When her heels were stuck in the grate, she took them off and trounced forward barefoot. 

The long road had no end in sight, and the rain showed no sign of easing. In the frigid cold, her body temperature dropped, and she suddenly lost all her energy. 

Suddenly a bright light flashed and came straight at her. 

Feeling stiff and frozen from the cold, she didn’t even have the strength to run from the luxury car that sped toward her. 

How great if everything could just end now, she thought longingly. 

She was exhausted. 

Perhaps she had been too well protected in the past, but after her parents died, it was as if she had been completely drained of blood. 

Her mind was collapsing, and she couldn’t handle so many changes alone. 

It was simply too tiring to walk on the path without anyone else. However, there was no stopping, and she could only continue trudging down the road. 

The wind whistled in her ears, and the cold raindrops fell on her body with no respite. 

Continuing her walk would be an arduous journey, and although her feet were torn with bloody blisters, she could only stumble helplessly and aimlessly into the cold rainy night. 

“Father, Mother. Don’t leave me…” 

Stella’s forehead was covered in sweat, and she kept mumbling. 

The man had been squatting in front of her for a while now, trying to wake her up. 

But her dream was too deep. Trapped in that state, she couldn’t hear him no matter how he shouted. 

After an unknown duration, a light appeared at the end of the road. 

She rushed to it, and the blinding light came straight to her, 

Gasping for air, her body was drenched in sweat, and her clothes clung to her body, making her feel uncomfortable. 

Weston cupped her chin and looked steadily into her eyes. 

After seeing her sober up, he asked, “Are you awake?” 

She was still a bit confused and looked at him. “Weston …” 

She felt like she had just been fished out from the water. The red dress she wore stuck to her body like it was part of her skin. 

She raised her hand and brushed all her bangs aside. “What happened to me?” 

“You were having a nightmare.” He kissed her forehead, his voice unusually soft. “You kept calling your parents in your 

dream? Were you missing them?” 

Stella closed her eyes in silence.