Chapter 1120 

Ben wasn’t too surprised that Weston actually came. 

He was clearly concerned about his wife, so why did he have to put himself in such a dilemma? 

He would only push his woman further and further away. 

“Mrs. Ford is in good shape today. If there is no accident, the trial should go well.” 

Weston wasn’t worried about the trial. He had made so much preparation that diminished confidence was out of the question. 

However, even though a desirable outcome was almost a sure thing, he still wanted to see Stella walk out of the courtroom with her name cleared. 

Ben stayed by his side and waited quietly with him. 

As a light drizzle came upon the area, the low rumble of a car got louder as it approached from the distance. 

A white Lexus stopped in front of them, and a man in casual clothes stepped out 

“Mr. Ford, so you are here. I went to the office just now, but the receptionist told me you were not in the office.” 

Michael smiled, pulling his collar. His red eyes told of how little sleep he must’ve slept. 

looked neat and clean, though he looked a bit messy at the

shirt was left unbuttoned casually. He was unshaven , and his eyes were

looked disheveled and miserable.

would be here. It‘s Stella‘s trial today. You will certainly accompany

an ambiguous

appearance alerted Ben. “What brings you here, Mr. Sealey?”

Weston. His tone had lost its initial calmness, and the anger he was holding back was

about his wife, Stella, who also happens to be my niece...

he was

could he have ever imagined that? Thinking that everything was flawless, he would still end up with Diana knowing that he had cheated

could never forget Diana‘s heartbroken

looking at him with a

as he

a moment, he really wanted to go back in

a*****e at that time? Doing those

be sad,

Diana, the woman who carried his child, he became speechless,

prepared a thousand excuses to explain himself, but he could say

there with red eyes and tears streaming down her

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