Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 348 He pecked on her face. “I care a lot about you.

“Yvonne, you are too innocent. I am worried that you will be used by other people.”

She frowned. “I am already an adult. Am I still a child who needs your protection in your

eyes?”

They grew up together.

Lucas seemed to be naturally more mature than his peers, and he was always the one who took care

of her.

Although she was the one who had been running after him, it was her who was actually being taken

care of.

She knew it as well in her heart.

It was just that she was annoyed.

She was no longer her old self. She had the ability to make judgments and the freedom to make

friends.

Why was he still treating her like a child?

He turned her around, and the two stared at each other in the eyes.

The man had not held her for days. Now that she was in his arms, he did not want to think about other

things. Hand resting on her waist, he caressed her. “Baby, did you miss me or not?”

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Of course, she knew what he implied, but she was not willing to forgive him just like that.

She wanted to get away from him, but Lucas rolled over and pinned her beneath him.

“You haven‘t answered my question.”

“What question?”

“Did you miss me?”

The two of them had been going at it a lot since they started having sex.

She wondered if it was because Lucas was in his prime. Anyway, the two rarely skipped it for days at a

time.

Even if Lucas was usually very busy working inside the hospital, when he arrived home, he would

always fool around a bit before he would sleep.

He seemed to have unlimited energy for this.

The iwo had been married for many years and had been together for even longer.

Before they got married, they had already starting having sex.

She was satisfied by him so much that her appetite had increased quite a bit.

In fact, she missed him a little. But because she was still a bit irritated, she would not speak the

truth. Of course, he sensed her uneasiness. He sniggered. “You obviously missed me a lot.”

His hand was moving toward an unspeakable territory.

She wanted to stop him, but she had no more energy. Still reluctant to admit it, she said, “Who knows

who you have been with these days...!

He frowned, knowing that if he did not explain it clearly, she would not drop this matter. He suddenly

sat up straight and threw his phone in front of her. “See it for yourself. You can ask me anytime if there

is anything you don‘t understand.” Looking at him suspiciously, she picked up the phone without

reluctance. The interface was showing his chat records with a woman. She tapped on the avatar of the

woman and recognized her. She was the one who was in the restaurant with him.

“She looks very different in person,” she commented. “She looks much better in the picture.” He shook

his head, not commenting on her childish act.

“It was just an accident.” He did not lie to her. He indeed had something to do at the hospital, but there

was a sudden change, and he met that woman in the restaurant. The change happened suddenly, so

he did not have time to inform her about it. Now that it was explained, Yvonne did not press on and

returned the phone to him. “I‘ve always believed you.” She was also making up for herself. “You know

what I was angry about was your attitude afterward...” “I know.” The two were so easily showing signs

of reconciliation, so he naturally would not refute her words at such a time. He pulled her into his arms

and kissed her tenderly. “It won‘t happen again.”

Chapter 349 He was not a touchy–feely kind of person.

Sometimes, he was domineering.

What Yvonne could not resist was his unintentional tenderness.

She stretched out her hands, wrapped her arms around his neck, and murmured, “There will be no next

time.”

“Okay... no next time.” Their voices were muffled by the blanket pulled over them.

The phone on the side table flashed for a moment when a message came in.

No one noticed it.

Weston said they were going to take a nap, and he really did not touch her but simply held her from

behind.

After a while, his breathing became slow. Stella had her eyes closed. Then, she opened her eyes and

looked down at the hand on her waist without moving. After an hour, Ben came over and knocked on

the door. Weston opened his eyes, then Ben knowingly left.

Stella asked, “Can you go now?”

“You‘re so unwilling to see me, huh?”

She did not reply. His voice was still a bit hoarse, as if he came here really for a rest. He pecked her on

the cheek. “I‘m going back to the office. Call me if there‘s anything.” She nodded and asked him again,

“You are not coming here tonight, right?” He stood up and put on the coat he put on the table casually

and buttoned the cufflinks. Hearing that, he looked at her. “Do you want me to?”

She pressed her lips. “Today is the anniversary of you and Guinevere. Of course I won‘t be that

ignorant.”

The man stopped his action of buttoning the cufflinks abruptly.

But it was only for a moment.

After getting dressed, he walked to the bedside and bent down to kiss her forehead. “I won‘t be coming

tonight.” Her slender eyelashes cast a shadow beneath her downcast eyes.

Her face was expressionless.

Staring at her for a while, he suddenly tilted her head upward to make her look into his eyes. He did not

have to explain it to her at first. But seeing her pitiful look, he felt his heart melting. He kissed her nose

and said, “I‘m not going to be with her.” She slowly clenched her fists without saying anything. Avoiding

that topic, she said, “Can I ask you about the matters of Roger studying abroad?” While talking, she

reached out to help the man adjust his tie. As he watched her action, his eyes darkened.

Despite knowing her initiative was purposeful, he kept one eye closed and replied, “Sure. You can ask

me anything.” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

She was sincere.

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His Adam‘s apple was rolling up and down. Seeing her obedient look, he suddenly had an urge to stay

here, not wanting to leave. It felt just like they were a normal couple. A lovely wife was tidying up the

clothes for her husband and seeing him out. This was what he disdained the most in the past. Holding

her hand, he wrapped her whole fist in his hand and straightened the stiff fingers of her fist little by little,

and interlocked them with his. Then, he lifted her face and exchanged a deep kiss with her.

“Tomorrow...” He said in a hoarse voice, “If you feel okay tomorrow, I will take you somewhere.”