Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 284

Chapter 284

"Time's almost up. Do pay attention in class." Stella quickly gobbled her food down. Roger had lost his appetite. "No matter what it is, I won't allow you to have a relationship with him."

"I know," she said. "Since he's here, I won't go to class with you." He wanted to let her leave but at the thought of something, his face turned dark. "Are you going to the filming site?" She nodded. "I've made my choice a long time ago."

Before parting ways, Roger didn't say a word to her, but his face was solemn. He even appeared a little angry.

Seeing him this way exhausted her.

Right after she left the classroom, she got a text message.

'Come to the gazebo.'

Most lectures were on at that time, and there weren't many students wandering around.

Stella headed there and saw a tall figure inside the gazebo.

The tall and and muscular Weston stood out like a sore thumb thanks to his his tremendously imposing aura.

She approached him. When he heard her footsteps approaching, he turned and cast a quick glimpse at her. "I agreed to let you see Roger, not Justin."

Stella pursed her lips and stopped in her tracks. "I didn't."

She knew that the reason he wanted to see her was about Justin. "I was here to talk with Justin about Roger. That's all." "If there's nothing going on between you two, why did you meet here?" He looked around before placing his hands on the rail, tapping on it lightly. "It's quite interesting, isn't it?"

Stella detected resentment in his remarks, and she hesitated, before taking a step forward to approach him. "But I'm here with you, right?"

Hearing this, Weston suddenly turned around and grabbed her chin. His eyes narrowed and stern, he whispered, "Are we the same?" He stared straight into her eyes, it was as if he'd rip her apart if she nodded her head. Stella frowned and shook her head. "No. There's nothing between me and him." Only then did he let go of her and caressed her cheeks. "The pictures look great."

She lowered her gaze. "He deliberately took those pictures from that angle."

But no matter what she said, Weston's heart was filled with indescribable grief.

He released the watch on his wrist and sat down on the stool on the side of the gazebo.

"Sit down."

Stella followed his istructions and sat next to him.

However just as she sat down, he said calmly, "Sit on my lap."

Instantly, she stood up and shouted, "This is a school!"

"Nobody will come here. I asked Ben to guard outside, so there's only me and you are here." "You're crazy! What if someone takes a picture of us?" It was Weston's turn to frown this time. "I checked earlier, there wouldn't be anyone here at this time."

She wanted to say something but before she could he added, "When you were holding hands with him, you didn't think that much. But why can't you do that with me?" Stella could only shut her eyes and take a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She knew that there was no use telling him anything at this point, so she walked toward him.

Just as she stood before him, he pulled her into his arms making her sit on his lap.

Her chin was lifted and before she could react, he pressed his lips on her. He kissed her with so much force.