Mr. Ford Is Jealous novel Chapter 837

Chapter 837 

Stella got up and put on her clothes. She turned to the man standing beside her and asked softly, “Can I go out and talk to her for a little while?” 

Diana was her aunt, after all. When Stella was still living in her old home, it was Diana who had truly cared for her. After the death of her parents, Diana had been the only source of warmth and support she had apart from Roger. 

Even if she loathed to see Michael, she still wished to give Diana an explanation about everything that had transpired. It even occurred to her yesterday, when her true identity was revealed, that Diana would come to see her. 

“Are you sure?” Weston asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “Michael is here with her too, you know.” 

“I know,” she replied. “But I still want to see my aunt.” 

He said while pinching her earlobe playfully, “You still haven’t told me why you don’t get along with your uncle, yet you seem to love your aunt very much.” 

“Didn’t you say you’ve looked into it before?” 

Stella sat down at the dressing table. Weston’s warm breath brushed against her skin as he spoke. It tickled her, making her want to move away from him, but Weston wouldn’t let her get away. He nuzzled up closer against her ear and whispered in a seductive voice, “I can look into anything in this world, but I can’t look into your heart and find out what your preferences are.” 

Stella couldn’t help but giggle. 

“Did you really think that my behavior toward my aunt and uncle is all due to my preferences?” 

“No.” Weston planted little kisses from her ear all the way down to her neck. “But it doesn’t surprise me that you wouldn’t like any other man apart from me.” 

Those words made Stella pause, then she caught the meaning he implied between the lines. 

“What nonsense are you thinking about? He’s my uncle!” 

Weston breathed heavily by her ear and said, “What would you say if I told you that I’m even jealous of how close you are with your aunt?” 

“I would say that you’re completely out of your mind!” 

Stella was different now. She would never have dared to joke around and say such things to him in the past. But that did not bother Weston one bit; in fact, he indulged her and played along with her.