As she was speaking, Dillon came out.
Tania tucked away her thoughts and quietly asked Dillon, “What did you mean just now?<i>” </i>
Seeing that no one else was around, Dillon lowered his voice and said to his wife and daughter, “Do you know why Frank suddenly decided to take in his granddaughter?”
Larissa shook her head. Tania knew some of the inside story, but she certainly wouldn’t interrupt her husband’s desire to share.
“Bonnie and Sir Carlton of the Carlton family are old
acquaintances. From what I can see, their rtionship seems quite good.” Dillon had his own calctions in mind.
He advised his wife and daughter, “Be nicer to Bonnie from now on, and visit her more often.”
He hurried off, nning to personally buy some tonics for Bonnie, determined to help her live to ny–nine.
Larissa clutched Tania’s clothes tightly, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust and hatred. “So, it was she who pleaded for Prisci.”
She was unwilling to ept it; Bonnie was far too biased.
Tania patted her daughter’s shoulder and tried tofort her: “So what if she pleaded for Prisci? In the end, Wes still gave this great opportunity to you.”
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“Remember what Mom said: Wes is your greatest support. As for those people who already have one foot in the grave, you don’t need to care about them.”
Larissa took her words to heart. She wiped away her tears and took Tania’s arm. “Mom, let’s go home.”
“Alright.”
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Wesley went to the hospital to visit Bonnie.
Bonnie asked him where Prisci was.
Wesley bent both knees and knelt before Bonnie, begging her to give her blessing.
“I truly love Prisci. I don’t want a divorce.”
Bonnie was in tears, her heart aching for her granddaughter.
She asked Wesley in a trembling voice, “She was married to you for three years and bore your child. Back then, you didn’t cherish her. Now, how do you have the face to say you don’t want a divorce?”
“How much more do you intend to hurt her before you’re satisfied?”
“If you truly want to win her back, you should do it slowly and patiently, not lock her up. That’s disrespectful to her.”
It’s simply foolish.
Wesley set aside all his pride and knelt upright.
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“I will.”
As if speaking to himself, he said, “She will forgive me.”
She definitely will.
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Bonnie couldn’t make sense of it, so she simply called Frank
over.
She lost her temper: “Your grandson is your responsibility. I only want Ci.”
Frank didn’t hold back. He struck Wesley’s back hard with his cane, demanding that he let Prisci go.
The dragon–headed cane was heavy; dragged lightly across the skin, it left a mark.
Wesley didn’t utter a sound, enduring it in silence.
After more than a dozen strikes, Wesley’s face turned pale, but he still refused to give in.
Frank was panting heavily, exhausted. Although he
threatened to revoke Wesley’s inheritance, in reality, it was just empty words.
No one in the Carlton family had his abilities.
He couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him.
He looked at Bonnie and said, “How about we continue tomorrow?”
Bonnie sighed heavily. She felt sorry for Ci, but she had already beaten and scolded Wesley.
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He still refused to relent.
Bonnie was at her wit’s end.
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She could onlypromise: “At the very least, let me see
her.”
Wesley stood up, sweat dripping from his forehead, his handsome face pale. “After some time, I’ll bring her to see you.”
He turned and left. On his straight back, his white shirt was streaked with blood.
Bonnie couldn’t hold back any longer. Tears streamed down her face as she called after his departing figure.
“Be good to her.”
“Don’t let her be hurt again.”
Wesley stopped in his tracks and softly replied, “Mm.”
***
Wesley walked out of the hospital room into the deep darkness of night.
He received a call from the housekeeper.
“Mrs. Carlton has a fever.”
Ignoring his own injuries, he hurried back home.
As soon as he entered the vi, the housekeeper quickly said, “Mrs. Carlton is in her room.”
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Wesley immediately went to the master bedroom.
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Pushing open the door, he saw Prisci leaning against the headboard, her thin face flushed with an unnatural red.
He walked over quietly and gently stroked her shoulder.
Suddenly, his fingers curled slightly.
Prisci was holding her phone, which was ying a video of today’s family recognition banquet.
His voice rang out clearly from the phone.
“From now on, Larissa is the Carlton family’s youngdy, my sister Wesley. No one can bully her.”
A strong sense of protection radiated from his words.
“Prisci.” Wesley forced her name out from his throat.
Prisci looked up at her husband, smiling faintly though her eyes were red. “So, you locked me up for her.”
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