Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 1389

Stella’s phone was ringing off the hook at that moment, with many curious to know what was going on between her and Weston.

Helpless, she held her forehead in exasperation. “You’ve given me enough. There’s no need to buy such extravagant things.”

“Don’t you like it?”

Weston frowned, and his face seemed to turn gloomy. “If you don’t, I will send someone to buy a new set for you from the jewelry boutique in Las Vegas.”

She shook her head immediately. “That is not what I meant.”

She let out a breath. “I heard that… you spent close to a hundred million for this necklace?”

He nodded. “It’s not that expensive.”

She was speechless.

Was that not expensive?

Indeed, she wasn’t short of money, not to mention the substantial income she received as a world– renowned pianist. But it was in no way comparable to the enormity of his splurging.

“If you like to collect jewelry, just buy them. It’s totally fine. But we both clearly have little interest in this. You should stop wasting money like this.”

“It’s not a waste if it’s for you.”

Seeing that there was simply no way to talk sense into him, she cried in exasperation, “I don’t want it. Take it back.”

“You don’t like it?”

His face turned dark, and he felt an inexplicable feeling.

Seeing him like that, she asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

He shook his head. “Nothing. I just feel that you do not seem to need me…”

It appeared that buying her stuff would give him a moment’s reassurance that she still needed him. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

But now, she did not want him to do such things.

So he felt that he could not seem to do anything with her and was of little use.

Stella finally found the key to his problem. “Are you down with a mental illness or something?”

She sighed and slowly looked him in the eyes, saying, “It’s okay. We can go see a psychiatrist if you feel something is wrong.”

“You think I’m sick?”

Weston looked at her displeased. “I just wanted to buy something for the woman I love, and you think I’m sick?”

She was speechless.

She fell silent. “Do you really think that’s just buying something?”

She suddenly took his hand and dragged him to her office.

Those employees who had not finished work saw them and immediately moved their eyes away, not daring to look at them.

Stella couldn’t care less for whatever rumors they would spread. She directly pulled him to the office, then closed the door and printed out a list of every item he had given her recently.

The list was as thick as a book.

She threw it in front of him. “You’re telling me that this is just something?”

He tugged his bow tie and walked to her. After flipping the first few pages of the list of properties, he tossed it aside without looking at it. “What exactly do you want to say?”

“What I mean is-”

She said, “I feel pressured by you throwing money at me like this.”