Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1227

Stella was still in some shock. Even wild beasts like tigers would never eat their own children, what more Guinevere, who was willing to go that far just to frame her.

She frowned and looked at the old couple.

“Since you’re so adamant that she’s innocent,” she told them, “then you should help her by finding the evidence to prove she is. If you find no evidence, then it must really mean that she committed the murder. I don’t understand why you’re wasting your time trying to distort the truth.”

“No!” Mrs. Cohen insisted as she stepped forward, tearfully looking at Stella. “It can’t be true! You’re a mother too. Surely you’d understand that no mother would be so crazy as to kill her own child! I’m convinced there must be some misunderstanding!”

She almost blurted out that it was all because Weston Ford was taking revenge on Guinevere.

Mr. Cohen, himself looking decades older after only three years, hunched over, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, but unlike Mrs. Cohen, he managed to stop himself from shedding tears.

I are both very old,” he said, “and we came here

has suffered enough now, so why can’t you let go

that she was willing to kill her own son to frame her, the woman that they thought had committed suicide

of a mockery it

do anything for you! Please just spare Gwen’s life! I beg of you!

question. back then? You know what she’s done to me all these years,

at them and added, “With parents like you, it’s only to be expected that your daughter would turn out this way. Even after all

enough now! She’s been locked up in that sanitarium for three years! What

still owes me a life! She used her son to frame me, and if I hadn’t been lucky, I would’ve died because of her! She’s been only locked up for three years, yet you’re already begging me to let her go? You think that’s enough punishment? You think

stand aside without interfering. He walked over to them and said, “Stop wasting your time begging her. Why don’t you go to Warren Ford instead? It’s been so many years. You know what’s

with Stella, but for some reason, he still liked

stuck in the middle of them both, so he thought it best not to interfere. All those years, he had stood aside and turned a blind eye to the bleak situation that