Chapter 788

Weston glared at the doctor. “I remember I stressed that the surgery has to be carried out safely!!!”

“Yes. But Ms. Ella‘s condition is too special so...”. Weston scrunched his eyebrows hard and let
out a breath. “How long?”

“What?”

“How long can she hold on?”

“About an hour.”

“One hour?” Ben frowned. “How is that possible? Even if we can find a donor, we can‘t get them here i
mmediately!

Weston shut his eyes and thought of one person.

“Impossible!” Guinevere hissed with gritted teeth. “You want me to donate blood to
that bitch? I won‘t agree even if I die!”

Her eyes were red as she stared at the man before her. Never did she expect that he would
ask her to donate blood to Ella in a million years!

How could a bitch like Ella be worthy of her blood?

She initially thought Weston wouldn‘t let her go because he was still angry at her and
that he would naturally let her go once he had calmed down.

However, she never expected that he still wouldn‘t let her go, even when her parents were there.



Not only did he prohibit her from seeing her family, but he didn‘t pay her the slightest bit of attention.

Finally, he came to see her, but for such a reason...

“I will never give her my blood!”

She flung her head to the other side and shut her eyes. Weston had guessed that
she would disagree but couldn‘t help but be
annoyed by her response. “I‘m not here to discuss with you.”

“The doctors will come and take your blood later,” he continued.

“No way!”

Her eyes were wide open as she
screamed angrily, “I will. not cooperate! If I don‘t give my consent, there‘s nothing you can do!”

The man stared at her; his eyes were cold.

Guinevere clenched her fists and felt aggrieved. “You‘ve never seen me like this, haven‘t you...”

She smiled bitterly. “In the past, you asked Stella to donate her blood to me for the
sake of the child. She was also pregnant at that
time... Now, you‘re asking me to give my blood to this bitch, Ella.”

“Is she more important than Stella in your heart?”

“SHUT UP!” Weston roared.

His eyes were so bloodshot; it was as if she had touched his bottom line.

That was something that he and Stella never wanted to remember.



Guinevere‘s questions reminded him of what he had done to Stella.

During that time, it wasn‘t that he couldn’t see Stella‘s reluctance and hypocrisy, and her
intention to escape whenever she had the chance.

He always felt that Stella was just being stubborn.

But now, he knew why she ran away from him.

Because the things he did in the past were enough to make her want to leave him.

“Did I say it correctly?” Guinevere suddenly let out a heartbroken chuckle.

She stood up, stumbled to Weston, and grabbed his arms. “Wake up! That is Ella, not Stella! You
can‘t make up for

your guilt toward her! They might look alike, but they‘re not the same!”

Weston, however, shoved Guinevere‘s hands away coldly. “I have no time to listen to you. Just
do as you‘re told.”

“Impossible!

“She has no right to take my blood!”

Weston suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her neck.

“You know my temper. Don‘t make me hurt your parents.


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