Chapter 1041


    Chapter 1041


    “Of course,” Mrs. Cohen agreed.


    Dr. Quirk nced at Weston before turning on his heels and heading into the funeral hall.


    He reappeared not long afterward, announcing with some relief, “Miss Cohen is in a stable mental state.


    There‘s no cause for concern at the moment, so, you can rest easy.”


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    Hearing this, both Mr. and Mrs. Cohen sighed in relief. But they then quickly looked at each other with


    quizzical eyes. The fact that Zachary‘s death did not cause Guinevere much psychological turmoil felt


    peculiar...


    But still, they wished for nothing more than for her mental health to improve as soon as possible, so they


    just thanked the doctor and left. They had wanted to take Guinevere with them too, but she had


    expressed her wish to stay by Zachary‘s side a little longer. As they didn‘t have the heart to say no to


    that, they relented.


    There were then only Weston and Dr. Quirk left in the main hall.


    Dr. Quirk was the first to break the silence, saying, “I‘ve heard about Ms. Sealey. So, what is your n,


    Mr. Ford?”


    “That is none of your business,” Weston bluntly responded.


    “You‘ve misunderstood me,” Dr. Quirk told him. He was not at all angry. In fact, he even smiled after


    hearing Weston‘s brusque response. “I only asked because I‘m worried about Ms. Sealey. After all, I did


    warn you earlier that her mood was vtile and that she was in danger of causing harm...”


    “She never intended that,” Weston interrupted him, frowning


    “I see,” Dr. Quirk quickly figured out what Weston implied. “So you intend to help Ms. Sealey get


    exonerated?”


    Even Dr. Quirk was surprised by this himself. Men with high status, like Weston Ford generally valued


    their bloodline above everything else. No matter how much they loved a woman, they would never let


    thate in between them and their children.


    “You‘ve really surprised me,” Dr. Quirk eximed.


    Weston regarded him with his dark, brooding eyes, exuding an intimidating air.


    “What happened was an ident,” he stated. “Ste‘s


    mood was unstable, which led to such a tragedy urring. At the end of the day, it‘s all my fault because


    I neglected her mental health. She never had any history of hurting or harming anyone else before, so


    whatever she might‘ve done, she was clearly not in full control of herself and, therefore , should not be


    held ountable . You‘re her psychiatrist. You should be fully aware of this.”


    He had spoken at length. Dr. Quirk had never heard him exining anything so verbosely before.


    “Mr. Ford...” The doctor suddenly caught the meaning between the lines. His eyes trembled. “Are you


    trying to


    Weston tapped his finger on the table. He knew that Dr. Quirk finally understood him.


    “You‘re an expert psychiatrist. You have first–hand and professional knowledge of her psychological


    condition. She is mentally ill. She could not possibly be responsible for her own actions.”


    “You want me to be a witness proiming that she‘s unfit to be held ountable for her criminal


    actions?”


    “Isn‘t that just the truth?” Weston retorted inly while looking straight at him. “You warned me about it a


    long time ago. It was all because I didn‘t listen to you that


    such a tragedy happened. At the end of the day, it was my fault for neglecting the problem and not


    handling it properly...”


    “Are you going to shoulder all the me yourself and exonerate her in the process?” Dr. Quirk asked.


    Weston‘s eyes were as chillingly cold as ever.


    Dr. Quirk was smart enough and he didn‘t need more exnation to grasp the true situation. He touched


    the tip of his nose and said, “I‘ll think about it.”


    “There‘s no need to think about it.” Weston stood up. “If you‘re not willing to do it, I‘ll just find someone


    else. I‘m only asking you now out of sheer convenience.”


    Hearing this, Dr. Quirk changed his approach, calmly looked at Weston, and asked, “You seem pretty


    confident about this. Aren‘t you afraid I might betray you and expose the n you just revealed to me?”


    “You won‘t do that.” Weston adjusted his watch and nced at the time. “At most, you‘d just refuse my


    offer. Going against me would be a stupid move that will benefit you in no way.”


    “What if I decided to take Mr. Warren Ford‘s side and help him instead?”


    Weston sped the metal band of his watch, emitting a crisp click.


    “If you have the balls to do it, then go ahead and try.”


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