Chapter 812

The Ford Mansion was awash in bright lights amid the deep of night. A doctor dressed in his robe paced around, his face plastered with nervousness. The Cohens’ car was parked in the courtyard, and Mrs. Cohen was pacing anxiously back and forth at the entrance, mumbling, “She’ll be fine…she’ll surely be fine…” Suddenly, she saw Stella standing at a side and immediately walked toward her, eyes red-rimmed with fury. “You’re Ella Steele, aren’t you? What wicked motives do you harbor?” Weston was busy with work when he heard Mrs. Cohen’s accusations. He walked over to Stella and pulled her into his arms. “Mrs. Cohen, please have some self-respect.” He stood ready to side with Stella no matter what, protecting her and guarding her against all things. Mrs. Cohen was about to say something nasty, but Weston’s posture only upset her more. “Weston, this woman is the cause of Gwen’s condition relapsing. She’s still critical, so how could you side with the culprit?” Weston’s brow