Chapter 813

At least, it appeared to Stella that Guinevere’s reputation was more important to him than her life. She thought he would’ve certainly chosen Guinevere at such a critical time. A glint flashed past Stella’s eyes, but she didn’t reply to Weston. He held her hand and interlocked his fingers with hers as he turned to Mrs. Cohen. “The doctor is already here. I’ll bring her out first.” His tone was mild and not particularly emotional, yet it bore a clear, authoritative note. Stella looked down to see him holding her hand tightly. His fingers were long and graceful-looking. She had a quirk—looking at other people’s hands. When they were first married, she realized how good Weston’s hands looked, believing that such a pair of hands would look stunning while playing the piano. Weston did not realize what she thought as he held her hands and prepared to leave. It was then that the sound of a car engine shutting off came from the courtyard. Immediately after, Chris appeared a