Before entering the operating room, Cecilia signed the surgical consent and informed consent forms herself.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
But at the veryst second, a slender hand reached in just as the elevator doors were about to shut.
The almost–closed elevator doors opened again.
Wesley, expressionless, pressed the elevator’s pause button.
He lowered his head to look at Cecilia, his eyes filled with an unreadable, deep emotion.
Cecilia’s fingers were icy cold.
Wesley had stille.
She lowered her eyes, unwilling to speak.
In the end, she was pushed back to her ward by the nurse.
Wesley and the doctor were talking in the ward about her pregnancy.
Cecilia didn’t pay attention to a single word. She gazed quietly at the sun outside the window
At some point, the voices behind her fell silent.
Wesley stepped forward and bent down to pick her up.
Cecilia didn’t move. Only when his hand slid under her knees did her
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gaze fall on his cold, chiseled profile.
She spoke softly: “Wesley, do you regret recognizing your sister too early back then?”
“Otherwise, you two could be married now.”
“Come to think of it, it was only a verbal thing back then. Larissa was never registered in your Carlton family household, so she doesn’t really count as your sister. Marriage wouldn’t be impossible.”
Wesley stopped, straightened up, and his cold, sharp eyes showed no emotion.
“Ci, Larissa is her sister, and she’s a perfumer. Having her take over the Holiday Series perfumes is more fitting than anyone else.”
His voice was gentle and indifferent.
As if the woman’s identity before him had never changed.
Cecilia looked up at the handsome man before her and suddenly gave a faint smile. “Larissa, what kind of sister is she? All these years, has she ever cared about Prisci’s ce in her heart?”
“Has she ever once wanted to bring Prisci home?”
“Now that she’s dead, Larissa is all too eager to get involved.”
“It was her parents who neglected Prisci, not her,” Wesley said calmly. “You can’t me her for that.”
But in Cecilia’s eyes, what difference did it make?
She had returned to the Wilburn family as Prisci, but Larissa had never shown her any respect.
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She had even tried every means to divert the scant affection of Dillon and his wife.
Now, the Holiday Series perfumes had instead be something Larissa deserved.
“Does the taste of blood–soaked bread suit you?” Ceciliaughed
bitterly.
It was the height of irony.
Wesley bent down and picked her up. “Now that you’re pregnant, you should rest more. You don’t need to worry about those things.”
Pregnant?
Cecilia’s lips were cold and thin. “Wesley, now that you know who I really am, do you think there’s any point in keeping this child?”
The Carlton family looked down on Prisci, so how could they ever ept a woman from an orphanage as Mrs. Carlton?
Besides, she didn’t want to be Mrs. Carlton either.
“That’s not something you need to worry about,” Wesley replied, neither warm nor cold. “For Noah’s sake, you’d better behave yourself for now. Otherwise, if I refuse, Noah will have no choice but to wait
for death.”
Cecilia closed her eyes. She had known it woulde to this.
Once Wesley knew, she could no longer do anything about the child.
The sorrow in her heart grew even heavier.
“When do you n to have the bone marrow extracted?” Cecilia asked coldly.
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Between her and Wesley, all that was left was a transaction.
She was pregnant, so Wesley had to fulfill his promise.
Wesley’s grip lightened, and his already unsettled heart was hard to calm. “Are you really that eager?”
He still remembered that she liked Luciano.
Cecilia’s expression was indifferent. “Of course. Mr. Carlton is so busy–who knows if one day you might suddenly be unable to donate after all.”
Wesley said nothing, but his tightly pressed lips betrayed his displeasure
Cecilia was ced in the hospital room where Bonnie had once stayed.
Sarah came in person to examine Cecilia. When she confirmed Cecilia was pregnant, she was delighted.
“Mrs. Carlton is truly blessed.”
Rumors were rampant outside, but Mr. Carlton still doted on his wife as always
Cecilia said nothing. She kept her head down, expressionless.
Wesley had arranged everything perfectly, even assigning two maids to attend to her
After staying in the hospital for a week, Cecilia returned to Chaston Vi to recuperate.
Until one day, Bonnie’s caregiver called “Madam Wilburn fainted from anger and was sent to the hospital. She’s in the emergency room
now.”
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The bowl of soup in Cecilia’s hand shattered on the floor.
She rushed to the hospital. The light above the emergency room was still on.
Tania and Larissa stood together, holding hands, both looking pale.
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