In fact, Amelia was not only upset, she made a huge scene and cursed out the entire executive office.


    A look of disgust shed in Wesley’s eyes. “Don’t let her in next time.”


    Elijah agreed, then said, “Ms. Wilburn is waiting for you in the office.”


    Larissa had already been waiting in the office for a long time.


    When she saw Wesleye in, she immediately stood up, concern showing in her expression. “Wes, I heard you and Prisci went to get a divorce?”


    Wesley walked over, his dark eyes deep and swirling withplicated thoughts.


    “There’s still a cooling–off period.”


    Larissa couldn’t read anything from his expression, so she probed carefully, “Maybe it’s for the best. A loveless marriage is always a burden.”


    “After all, you only married her because of me.”


    “In the end, it was me who dragged you down.”


    Wesley looked at her. “No, that’s not it.”


    Larissa was surprised. “What?”


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    Wesley said calmly, “You wanted to leave back then, and I happened to need a wife. She was just the right fit. It wasn’t because you asked me to.”


    Prisci had no background, but she was beautiful.


    Compared to the well–matched blind dates arranged by his family, she seemed gentle and pleasant.


    Since it was marriage either way, he might as well choose someone gentle and easy on the eyes.


    The so–called promise to Larissa was just going along with the flow.


    Larissa’s face flushed red, her whole body radiating the embarrassment of having overestimated her own importance.


    “I… You never exined back then, so I thought you…”


    She couldn’t finish her sentence.


    Wesley also regretted it. Back then, he hadn’t exined because he thought it was unnecessary–after all, he didn’t really like Prisci.


    But now, things were different.


    “Larissa, she’s your sister and my wife. You need to get along with her from now on,” Wesley warned.


    Wife?


    Larissa stared in shock. “But aren’t you two getting divorced?”


    Wesley said, “I don’t intend to get divorced.”


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    Larissa’s face turned pale, a sudden surge of anger rising as if something of hers had been taken away.


    “You like her?”


    “Yes, I like her,” Wesley admitted openly.


    He regretted not realizing his own feelings sooner.


    Larissa left in a daze.


    When Prisci was preparing to work at Eldridge’spany, she had already found a new ce to live nearby.


    This time, she moved in directly.


    After all, she would only stay for a month before returning to Baritel.


    She had promised Frank not toe back for three years, so she was determined not to return.


    That evening, she cooked a table full of dishes for herself to celebrate the divorce.


    Just as the food was ready, the doorbell rang.


    She thought it was Corrine, but it turned out to be Wesley outside.


    She tried to close the door, but Wesley squeezed his way in.


    He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to the sofa.


    “Where’s the medicine?” he asked.


    Prisci disliked him barging in, especially since this ce.


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    She didn’t want his presence to linger here.


    She coldly told him to leave.


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    Wesley refused. His gazended on the table next to the TV, where he spotted the ointment.


    He picked one up and returned to Prisci’s side.


    Dipping a cotton swab into the ointment, he looked at Prisci. “Come here, let me apply the medicine for you.”


    Prisci turned her head away. “I wouldn’t dare trouble Mr. Carlton.”


    Before she could finish, Wesley pulled her over, and the two of them tumbled onto the sofa.


    He was on top, she was underneath–there was a hint of intimacy.


    “Wesley!” Prisci was furious, scratching his neck with her nails and leaving faint marks.


    Wesley acted as if he didn’t feel a thing, letting her scratch and bite him without reacting, until he finished applying the medicine.


    Then, he picked up another tube of ointment.


    Prisci quickly reached out to grab it.


    But the man had long arms and easily got to it first.


    He sat up, pulled Prisci into his arms, and ced his fingers


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    “Wesley!” Prisci’s eyes turned red with anger as she pressed down on his hand and screamed.


    That ointment had been prescribed by Sarah. Wesley had been overly demanding for two nights, leaving her a bit torn.


    At this moment, his intentions were obvious.


    It was simply…


    Prisci trembled with anger, her eyes shimmering with tears.


    “We’re already divorced. Don’t touch me.”


    “We’re still in the cooling–off period,” he replied calmly, gripping her wrist.


    “I caused these injuries, so I’ll take responsibility.”


    The process of applying the medicine didn’t go smoothly- Prisci wouldn’t cooperate.


    Wesley had also abstained for several days… so his body reacted naturally.


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