Chapter 1145

Guinevere covered her ears as though deafening sirens were blaring all around her. Ben hurriedly got some men to come over to restrain Weston so that he could not move any nearer. “Mr. Ford! Mr. Ford!” She could only see the man frantically shake off the bodyguards, wanting to dive into the fire. Finally, from the craziness in the beginning, it gradually turned into calmness. “She is dead. She is totally gone, not even leaving you with ashes!” Guinevere started laughing. She was not the only one in the world who loved the unattainable. She also wanted to witness Weston suffer the same pain. She felt satisfied. Weston fell to the ground and watched the car burning with red eyes. Seeing him finally stop struggling, Ben knelt beside him and begged, “Calm down, Mr. Ford, don’t act recklessly.” The fire burnt the last bit of Stella into nothingness. It suddenly started to rain. It had been a sunny day, just like the weather on the day she confessed in court. It started out as