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.

he said, “and we came here to

this for you,” Mrs. Cohen added. “Gwen has suffered enough now, so why can’t you let go of her?”

that Stella Sealey–the woman that Guinevere hated so much that she was willing to kill her own son to frame her, the woman that they thought had

better this woman’s life was, the more of

now. Weston Ford would do anything for you! Please just spare Gwen’s life! I beg of you! Can’t you show a little mercy on

didn’t you ask your own daughter that question. back then? You know what she’s done to me all these years,

be expected that your daughter would turn out this way.

been punished enough now! She’s been locked up in

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?

don’t you go

with Stella, but for some

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