Chapter 1121: Chapter 1124

Warren looked up at Weston. “I know you hate me. You blame me for hurting the woman you love. That’s why you deliberately made Xavier turn on me. You’re trying to get back at me, aren’t you?”

Weston, a filial grandson, naturally couldn’t directly hurt his grandfather, but he knew how to make him suffer.

Thus, he remained indifferent and looked ahead. “ Grandpa, aren’t you overthinking? Xavier is the one who has decided on his own actions. What does it have to do with me?” he asked, his sharp voice devoid of emotion. After saying that, he shot Warren a cold glance. Then, he turned back and walked away without looking back.

Warren looked at Weston’s back and felt a gush of blood in his throat. He consoled himself with the fact that he had at least sent Stella to prison and avenged the death of his great–grandson.

Warren tried to tell himself that he didn’t lose too badly. However, Weston’s words forced themselves into his head again, and he took a few steps forward before suddenly blacking out. He shuddered a little and lost consciousness.

“Warren!

“Warren!”

The people around him picked him up in a panic and sent him hurriedly.

Stella was in a small room. Amid the heavy and quiet atmosphere, she sat on a stool obediently, watching passersby come and go.

Some of them were in uniform, while some of them looked serious. They would stop in front of her for a moment, then walk away.

Stella sat with her head hanging low, pretending she never saw them.

A short moment later, a staff member came in and said to her in a low voice, “Your family wants to see you.”

Stella shook her head and said, “No.”

‘Family? Who else does she have now?‘ she thought.

“Weston is outside. He‘s your lawful husband. He has the right to meet you,” the staff said, trying to persuade her.

Stella refused. “I don‘t want to see him. Even if I die, I won‘t see him again.”

The staff seemed a little troubled. “But he‘s already here. He specifically asked for you. Why don‘t you go out and say a word to him? After all, it‘s such a big deal...”

The corners of her mouth tugged slightly. She said, “I‘ll stay here. I’m not going anywhere. Aren’t you going to send me to jail?”

Stella raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. When she looked at him like that, a chill ran down his spine.

Stella was undoubtedly a gorgeous woman. She had a pretty face with skin so fine that dormant veins under her skin could be seen. However, her eyes were blank and dull, completely devoid of life and light.

The staff had witnessed many death row inmates in the courtroom. He had seen some chilling sociopaths too, but never someone as depressed as Stella. She seemed to have completely given up on life. It was his first time seeing a different kind of beauty like her.

After a short silence, he said, “I’ll go and talk to him. If you change your mind…”

Stella shook her head and cut him off, “I won’t. Tell him to leave.”

“Tell Weston I’m never seeing him again in this life.”