Elijah lowered his head awkwardly. Seeing how clingy Mr. Carlton was, he felt it was not the right time to interrupt.
But Mrs. Carlton was pregnant, and Mr. Carlton could only look, not touch–it was torture for him too.
He walked over and said, “Mr. Carlton, let’s go to the hospital.”
Wesley loosened his hold on her, his tone much calmer. “Call the family doctor over.”
He couldn’t let Cecilia clean up this mess for him.
So he held on with sheer willpower.
But soon, he realized that willpower was a joke in front of the woman he loved.
The restlessness in his heart surged even more violently.
Beads of sweat rolled down.
He gripped Cecilia’s hand tightly, his palm hot and damp.
His frown deepened.
Suddenly, he stood up, pulling Cecilia forward so abruptly she stumbled.
Then, he picked her up.
Cecilia gasped softly, “Wesley, put me down.”
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She knew Wesley’s willpower was crumbling, and she understood what was about to happen.
But the man’s arms were like iron mps, holding her tightly as he carried her into the room.
Juniper’s face turned pale, inch by inch, because that room had been prepared by Amelia for her and Wesley.
It was even carefully decorated with roses inside.
Cursing, Amelia rushed forward. She would never allow Cecilia and Wesley to do anything in front of her.
But as soon as she moved, Elijah and his men blocked her way.
Elijah said politely, “Madam, please stay here.”
Amelia raised her hand to p him. “You dog, how dare you stop me!”
Elijah caught her hand, still polite, even with a slight smile on his face.
“Madam, you’ve already caused enough trouble. I advise you to calm down.”
Amelia copsed onto the sofa. She knew all too well how unfavorable the situation was now.
She had brought disaster upon herself.
Inside the room.
Cecilia grabbed Wesley’s hand, pressing it down hard. “Wesley, if you want to vent, Juniper is outside.”
Wesley twisted her wrist, restraining her, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
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His voice was muffled, filled with gentle desire.
“I only want you.”
“I know you’re pregnant,” Wesley soothed softly, guiding her hand down. “Just help me.”
“Wesley.” Cecilia resisted, her eyes brimming with tears.
They were already divorced.
Being together now was nothing but a transaction.
That didn’t mean she was willing to touch him.
A man who had changed his heart was dirty no matter what.
“Don’t cry.”
Each of her tears fell into Wesley’s gentle kisses.
But his actions only grew more forceful, refusing to let her go.
“Ci.”
Moved by passion, his voice was hoarse as he called her name.
“Mr. Carlton, the doctor is here.”
Elijah knocked on the door.
The door opened, and Cecilia walked out.
Her face was flushed, her eyes glistening with tears, her lips swollen, fingers clenched in her palm, and her long hair slightly disheveled.
Elijah quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further.
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Wesley followed closely behind, his expression much softer. He reached out and pulled the woman in front of him, almost forcibly leading her to the sofa
Amelia and Juniper’s gazes were practically spitting fire.
Although there hadn’t been much noise from the room in the past half hour, they knew very well what had happened.
Cecilia’s appearance confirmed their suspicions.
Juniper was even more resentful–Cecilia was already pregnant, yet she was still seducing Wesley.
How could she be so shameless?
The doctor gave Wesley an injection, left some medicine, quickly packed up, and left.
Cecilia stood up to leave, but Wesley pulled her back again.
Juniper’s eyes were practically zing with anger.
At that moment, Elijah said in a low voice, “The Johnson family is here.”
A handsome, tall man and an elderly man with a cane walked in. Both looked around the room, their faces expressionless.
Juniper immediately burst into tears, “Johan.”
She had truly lost a great deal of face today.
Johan frowned, took off his suit jacket, and draped it over her shoulders, covering her exposed body.
Only then did Juniper dare to stand up from behind the sofa. She
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pointed at Cecilia andined, “Johan, she bullied me.”
“Enough.” Johan red sternly at his sister. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble?”
He already knew what had happened here.
It was giving him a headache.
Juniper already felt humiliated and wronged. Now that Johan had finally arrived, he didn’t give her any face and called her out for making trouble.
As a pampered youngdy, she couldn’t stand such treatment.
“Johan, are you ming me?”
Johan grabbed her hand. “Come back with me first.”
Wesley stared coldly at Juniper. “For Johan’s sake, I’ll let you off this time. If it happens again, no one will be able to plead for you.”
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