Prisci gripped him even tighter, her eyes full of fear and anxiety. “Do you really promise?”
She was afraid he would go back on his word.
Afraid this was all just a dream.
After all, that morning he hadn’t even been willing to walk her part of the way, leaving so coldly.
Wesley let out augh of exasperation. He wanted to say something sharp, but when he met her tear–filled eyes, his heart suddenly softened.
Forget it.
Why bother arguing with a woman?
Wesleyforted himself and said calmly, “Come with me.”
Prisci immediately stood up. She instructed the nanny to take good care of Noah and followed Wesley out.
Wesley went to find the doctor and said he was willing to donate bone marrow to save Noah.
The doctor immediately had Wesley sign the forms and arranged a series of tests.
Throughout the whole process, Prisci stayed by Wesley’s
side.
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If Wesley showed even a hint of impatience, her eyes would fill with tears.
She looked rather pitiful.
After the tests, everything was fine except for the items that needed more time for results.
The doctor reminded them, “The child just had an episode and still needs some time to recover and be evaluated. Mr. Carlton, try not to stay upte, smoke, or drink during this period.”
“Understood,” Wesley nodded.
Leaving the doctor’s office, the two of them walked one after
the other.
Wesley turned around. “You…”
Prisci was lost in thought and didn’t notice, bumping straight into his hard chest.
She let out an “Ah” and covered her forehead with her hand.
Wesley was both annoyed and amused. He took her hand away, revealing a red mark on her forehead.
“I’m fine,” Prisci said, covering her forehead again.
The white shirt perfectly hid his muscr body, making him look tall and slender, not particrly muscr.
But she knew that he was solidly built all over.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
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After so many arguments, it seemed neither of them knew how tomunicate normally anymore.
Until Prisci hurriedly said, “I’ll go check on Noah.”
She left quickly.
Wesley watched her back, his eyes clouded with unreadable emotions.
He called Elijah.
“Look into the fire from three years ago.”
“I want to know the whole truth.”
Three years ago, a flower shop in Baritel that had been open for ten years caught fire in the middle of the night, killing two people.
One was the owner of the flower shop, Ms. Wilkinson, a woman in her fifties who was said to havee to Baritel specifically <i>to </i>retire.
The other was a woman who had just given birth not long before, Ms. Wilkinson’s adopted daughter.
The fire started quickly and burned fiercely. Since it broke out in thetter half of the night, by the time it was discovered, it was already toote to save anyone.
In the end, it was the friendly neighbors who took care of the funeral arrangements for the poor mother and daughter.
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Prisci woke up from a nightmare, drenched in sweat.
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She sat in a daze for a while, then went to wash her face, her mind gradually bing clear.
She stood for a bit longer, pushing away the chaotic thoughts in her mind, before finally stepping out.
Luciano was standing by the bed, checking on their son.
“Did Wesley agree?” he asked, his expressionplicated,
The doctor had called to inform him of the situation, and he had rushed back immediately.
Prisci nodded.
Luciano felt conflicted. Prisci was not Noah’s biological mother; she really didn’t have to do all this.
“Prisci, did you agree to some condition of his again?”
Prisci lowered her eyes and replied softly, “I just agreed to be with him, that’s all.”
Luciano thought it was cruel, because Prisci had always tried to leave Wesley, yet now she was forced to be with him again.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Do you still love him?”
Love?
Prisci silently repeated the word in her heart.
She gave a bitter smile.
“It doesn’t matter anymore.”
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Prisci didn’t want to talk about this topic. She asked Luciano, “Do you have time? I want to take you to see Grandma”
“She and Lare very close, Grandma treats her like her own granddaughter” Prisci added, “Just don’t mention Noah’s #ness Grandma doesn’t know yet”
Luciano agreed.
He instructed the nanny to take good care of Noah, then left. with Prisci.
Out in the corridor, Wesley was just about toe in.
The two men ran into each other, both recalling their previous fight, and their expressions soured.
But thinking of his son, Luciano lowered his head first. “Thank you.”
Those two simple words carried all the gratitude of a father.
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