Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 448

Chapter 448

Weston worried about Stella, so much like a father worrying for a child.

While Stella went to the walk-in closet to change, he sent countless messages to her phone. It was mostly about reminding her to be safe on the road.

Stella felt helpless looking at the messages and did not reply to him. When it was about time, she drove to the office to pick Weston up.

Ben could tell that Weston was in a good mood.

When Weston arrived at the company, even the people at the front desk took a few glances at Weston. They had always liked looking at his handsome face, but Weston seemed very approachable today. They usually looked at him in secret, but Weston seemed less distant and cold than usual. "Why do I feel like Mr. Ford is in love?" The receptionist could not help but laugh. "He looks different." After Weston entered the elevator, the others secretly discussed him. "I think so too. It's obvious that he's in love."

"But hasn't he and the star, Guinevere, been together for years? Why has this never happened before..."

"I don't know..."

While everyone was whispering to each other, Daisy came out. When the rest saw the president's secretary appear, they immediately shut up for fear of being criticized. Daisy did not say anything but looked at Weston's back thoughtfully.

There was some traffic on the road.

Stella arrived fifteen minutes later than expected. The two of them met at the junction of the front of the office without letting anyone see.

She watched Weston get into the car and explained, "I was supposed to arrive on time, but I didn't expect the traffic." "I don't have high expectations for your driving skill. It doesn't matter if you're not on time as long as you get here safely." Stella was unhappy. "I'm a good driver. At least I'm stable." Weston did not want to argue on this matter. He arched his eyebrow and said, "Just drive slowly."

Stella seemed like she wanted to prove her skill. The road home was not crowded, but she deliberately drove quickly. Weston got into the car in a good mood, but as she drove, his face gradually turned gloomy. At last, he could not hold back anymore and pointed out her mistake in the passenger seat." How did you pass the driving test in the first place?" Stella pressed her lips and did not say anything. After a short while, she refuted him.

"I was really good at driving, but I haven't driven in a long time. Maybe I'm a little rusty. I'll just have to practice more often..." Weston glanced at her. "You want to drive often with the way you drive? Let the driver do it." "No! I'm an adult too! It's much easier to drive myself."

Weston was not going to argue with this. "You can drive, but only if you have a driver with

you."

"What's the difference between that and the driver driving me around?"

"Anyway, you're responsible for your own safety." Weston took her safety very seriously, especially after the last incident. He would never let Stella be hurt again. "If you were good at driving, I wouldn't restrict you from driving." "Why are you so unreasonable?" Stella stepped on the accelerator angrily.

Weston's face turned dark. "You can't even control your emotions while driving. Do you still want to drive?"

Stella retorted mercilessly, "Didn't you speed on the highway when you were angry the last time? I'm just driving a little faster. I'm not even speeding! I'm much better than you!" "You..." Weston tugged at his collar and suddenly got a little angry. He rolled down the window and let the wind blow in from outside.