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.

both very old,” he said, “and we came

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

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

woman’s life was, the more of a mockery it became to Guinevere’s

anything for you! Please just spare Gwen’s life! I beg of you! Can’t you

back then? You know what she’s done to me all these years, yet you never stopped her or

glanced 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 that

She’s been locked up in that sanitarium for three

still owes me a life! She used her son to frame me, and if I hadn’t been

“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 happened between her and your family, so what’s the use of staying here and

friend. He was aware of Warren’s strained relationship with Stella,

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