He gentlyid her on the bed and wiped her down with a towel.
After taking care of her, he finally went to shower himself.
Cecilia slowly opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling.
She had woken up when he carried her out of the car, but just didn’t want to face him.
She was filled with resentment toward him.
She wondered why he had to go to Baritel, why he couldn’t have waited a few more days.
Clearly, she could have spent a few more days with Bonnie.
But her ns had been disrupted by him again.
Slowly, as she listened to the water stop running, she closed her eyes again, too tired to deal with it.
Wesley came out of the bathroom, just about to go to bed, when his phone rang.
Half a minuteter, his voice on the phone faded into the distance.
After that, he never returned to the room.
Cecilia soon fell asleep.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when she was awakened by a knock at the door.
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“Come in,” she said, sitting up.
A servant stood at the door and said, “Ma’am, something has happened. to Mr. Carlton.”
In her anxiety, she called out the familiar title.
Cecilia frowned, but before she could speak, the servant added, “Elijah is waiting for you downstairs.”
Cecilia’s heart sank a little. Even Elijah was here?
She nced at the time–it was only seven in the morning.
“I’ming.”
She changed her clothes and went downstairs.
Elijah was sitting in the living room, looking anxious.
When he saw Cecilia, he immediately stood up. “Ma’am, something has happened to Mr. Carlton. You need toe with me.”
Cecilia said nothing, only looked at him with a cold, clear gaze.
Elijah realized and quickly corrected himself: “Ms. Zamora, sorry to trouble you, but you need toe with me.” –
Cecilia frowned. “What happened?”
Elijah thought for a moment, but didn’t say directly. He only mentioned it was rted to Amelia, and that they needed to go to her ce now
Cecilia didn’t want to go. Amelia doted on her son as if he were her very eyes–what could possibly have happened?
But thinking that she still needed Wesley for now, she couldn’t refuse.
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“Let’s go.”
In the car
Elijah nced at Cecilia through the rearview mirror and couldn’t help but say in a low voice. “Mr. Carlton’s feelings for you have never changed. He just has a lot of things he can’t help.”
Having been by Wesley’s side, he knew those things better than
anyone.
Cecilia looked out the window. The morning breeze already carried a hint of chill–autumn had quietly arrived.
Elijah’s voice continued.
“Ms. Zamora, you should try to be more understanding of Mr. Carlton.”
“Mr. Carlton acknowledged Ms. Wilburn as his sister to facilitate a marriage alliance between the Carlton and Johnson families, not to protect Ms. Wilburn.”
“And that time when you were in trouble, Mr. Carlton wanted to settle everything before bringing you out. He named the perfume after Ms. Larissa because he had negotiated with Ms. Wilburn, so the Wilburn family wouldn’t sue you over your identity.”
“And as for your identity, he had already made arrangements. He was just waiting to bring you out before rifying everything ”
<b>But </b>the bail was handled by Luciano first, and the rification was done by Bonnie
None of Wesley’s arrangements ended up being used
But <b>that </b>didn’t mean he just stood by and did nothing
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Cecilia said nothing. Elijah was Wesley’s man, it was only natural for him to speak on his behalf.
It was only because Larissa happened to like Johan that there was talk of a marriage alliance. But if Larissa had liked someone else, he would have had another exnation, wouldn’t he?
And as for her identity, she was innocent to begin with, so whatwsuit was there to talk about?
The Holiday Series was hers. Wesley imed it was for her own good, but he gave it to Larissa without even asking her.
In the end, she simply didn’t matter much to him.
He liked Larissa and wanted to be good to her–there weren’t so many
reasons.
Elijah talked for a long time, but Cecilia didn’t respond, so he could only fall silent awkwardly.
In fact, Mr. Carlton was really quite wronged.
He just wanted to get everything settled first.
Amelia didn’t live at the Carlton mansion, she had her own house and spent most of her time there.
The luxuriously decorated vi was now inplete disarray
Amelia stood at the entrance, earnestly persuading Wesley: “I’m doing this for your own good That Cecilia stole someone else’s identity–she’s a fraud, a lowly thing How could she be worthy of carrying your child?”
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