“I’ve asked Bruce McDowell toe and help nurse Grandma back to health.”
He knew that the person Prisci cared about most was Bonnie, so this time he had put his heart into it.
But Prisci did not appreciate it.
She looked up at him, her gaze full of sarcasm.
Every time she thought of Bonnie lying pale on the hospital bed, she couldn’t control her emotions.
She wanted to question Wesley, why couldn’t he just end this marriage cleanly, instead of repeatedly tormenting her and those around her.
But when the words reached her lips, she didn’t say them
after all.
It no longer mattered.
She said softly, “That Ms. Johnson is a good match for you.”
That Ms. Johnson, born into nobility, was radiant and
generous.
She had the background and grace befitting a Mrs. Carlton.
When they walked side by side, they looked perfectly matched and pleasing to the eye.
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If their divorce went smoothly, Ms. Johnson would be the future Mrs. Carlton.
“Congrattions,” she said sincerely.
Wesley’s turbulent feelings cooled, his dark eyes staring inscrutably at Prisci’s calm and in face.
“We haven’t even finalized our divorce, and you’re already eager to push me to another woman?”
His voice was cool, tinged with restrained anger.
He had alreadyid his true feelings bare before her.
But she discarded them like worthless trash.
Prisci was close to him, their breaths forced to intertwine.
Her bright eyes were utterly calm.
“All that’s left is the divorce certificate,” she said lightly.
As long as he was willing, getting the divorce certificate would be smooth and easy.
“I don’t like her.” All of Wesley’s anger turned into a sigh as he pulled his wife into a tight embrace and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips.
“The one I like is you.”
A glimmer of hope hid in his dark eyes, as he longed for her response.
But Prisci’s emotions showed not the slightest ripple; she looked at him coolly and indifferently.
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She had once offered her true heart, only for him to trample on it.
Now, she had already let go of that love.
Disappointment gathered in Wesley’s eyes. All this time, he had tried to please her, to amodate her, but still could not move her.
He let go of her.
Prisci sat back down.
The rest of the way<i>, </i>neither of them spoke again.
When Prisci returned to the ward, Bonnie had just finished her lunch.
Seeing her granddaughter, she immediately asked with concern, “Did shee to you about ude? She didn’t give you a hard time, did she?”
Prisci shook her head. She could handle those matters
herself, so she didn’t say much to Bonnie.
She helped Bonnie settle in for her afternoon nap.
In the ward across the hall.
Frank was furious, his gaze stern. “Did a dog eat your manners? For Prisci’s sake, you just left Juniper there and ignored her.””
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Wesley showed no expression. “I told you, I won’t ept it.”
He already had someone in his heart; how could he possibly ept anyone else?
Frank frowned deeply. “I know you have a grudge against Johan because of what happened back then, but it’s been three years. It’s time to let it go. We still have business to discuss with the Johnson family.”
In Frank’s eyes, there were no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
Now that the Johnson family had taken the initiative to make peace and was willing to form a marriage alliance, that was their sincerity.
But Wesley was stubborn.
“We can talk business. There’s no need for a marriage alliance.”
“The position of Mrs. Carlton can only belong to Prisci.”
Frank sneered contemptuously. “You should have thought about the end of your marriage when you let her miscarry in the pouring rain.”
Not everything can be forgiven.
Wesley fell silent.
Back then, her tantrums had annoyed him, and it had led to a lifelong regret.
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Prisci hadn’t expected Juniper toe looking for her.
She held a bouquet of carnations and ced them by the bed. “Bonnie, I’vee to see you.”
Bonnie looked at Prisci in some confusion. “And this is?”
Prisci’s face darkened, and she was about to ask Juniper to leave.
“Ms. Johnson, you’re not wee here.” Prisci could already sense the restlessness in her.
Juniper refused to leave.
She took a check out of her bag, her smile polite, but her words carried a hint of threat.
“This check is a token of my goodwill.”
Prisci looked on coldly. She hadn’t expected Juniper to be so eager to use money to get rid of her.
She said nothing.
Juniper smiled and ced the check on the table beside her.
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