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    They were nearly at the elevator.


    Seething with hatred, teeth gritted, she spat at him, “Going back on your word? Have you no shame?”


    “So what.”


    Wesley remained utterly indifferent.


    Only after being shoved into the car did Cecilia finally regain some control over her own body.


    Sheshed out with a kick–uncannilynding squarely on his chest.


    Wesley shot her a cool nce, reached down, and firmly ced her


    ankle back.


    “Careful with the baby.”


    The driver had long since raised the privacy partition, avoiding any intrusion into the boss’s affairs.


    Cecilia closed her eyes and leaned against the window. Since escape was impossible, she couldn’t be bothered to argue.


    Besides, her phone and everything else were still in the private room.


    Seeing her quiet, Wesley didn’t provoke her further


    However, they didn’t head to any hotel, but to Chaston Vi.


    The vi was eerily empty–not a soul in sight.


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    Wesley sped her wrist, led her inside, and settled her onto the sofa.


    “The staff have the day off.”


    Cecilia nced at the deserted kitchen. “So, are you nning to starve me to death?


    Or do you expect this pregnant woman to cook for you?”


    Wesley would never dream of letting her lift a finger.


    He took a pair offortable shoes for her and condescendingly knelt to put them on.


    “Stay put here. I’ll take you home after dinner.”


    It was bothfort and a warning.


    Then, rolling up his sleeves, he headed to the kitchen.


    Cecilia understood–Wesley was cooking himself.


    She scoffed.


    Turning away, she switched on the TV and flipped to a random variety show


    About half an hourter, Wesley called her to cat


    Three dishes and a soup, all light


    Wesley set the bowl and fork before her, inadvertently revealing oil burns dotting his hand.


    Cecilia lowered her gaze, pretending not to see


    Wesley smirked and withdrew his hand


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    Cecilia was somewhat hungry, and even if she wasn’t, the baby needed nourishment.


    She picked up a forkful of greens, taking small bites.


    Wesley asked gently, “How’s the taste?”


    Cecilia replied tly, “Just okay. Not as good as he made it.”


    Wesley’s eyes darkened. Whether intentional or not, her words stabbed


    his heart,


    He stayed silent, wordlessly serving her more food.


    Whatever he offered, Cecilia left untouched.


    After picking at her meal, she set down the fork.


    “Wesley, you don’t need to do this.”


    She looked straight into his eyes, her tone detached and calm. “Why ask for trouble?”


    It was just a meal. She wasn’t grateful.


    Wesley set down his chopsticks. “Was the food bad? Or do you dislike the cook?”


    Cecilia felt exasperated. Wesley was acting like a woman vying for attention.


    She frowned dismissively. “I’m not hungry. When will you take me back<i>?</i>”


    Wesley stood up, clearing the table with downeast eyes that revealed nothing.


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    “It’ste. You’ll leave tomorrow.”


    Cecilia pressed her lips together. She knew it–Wesley always knew how to push his luck.


    Before she could speak, the front door knocked.


    Wesley removed his apron and opened it, meeting two men’s icy stares.


    Noah rushed past him, throwing himself into Cecilia’s arms. “Waaah! Mommy! Uncle Johan said Uncle Wesley kidnapped you!”


    The tense atmosphere shattered instantly.


    Luciano hissed at Johan, “What nonsense are you telling the child?”


    Johan rubbed his nose awkwardly.


    Wesley stepped aside to let them enter.


    Luciano spoke without warmth. “No need. I’ll take Ci and go.”


    Ci?


    That intimate nickname only surfaced among the closest.


    Were they together now?


    Thoughts swirled, leaving Wesley unable to calm down.


    Yet he didn’t want to loseposure before Luciano.


    “It’ste. Leave tomorrow.”


    As he spoke,


    Cecilia walked over holding Noah’s hand.


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    When passing Wesley, he grabbed her wrist with uncharacteristic roughness.


    Johan’s expression turned icy. “Wesley.”


    He warned him not to cross the line.


    After several seconds of silence, Wesley released his grip.


    Cecilia ignored himpletely, leading Noah straight to the car.


    Luciano exchanged nods with Johan before departing.


    Johan remained blocking the doorway, preventing Wesley from leaving.


    The car vanished into the night.


    Only then did Johan slowly straighten up, patting Wesley’s shoulder. “She hates you.”


    Three words drained color from Wesley’s face.


    He turned slowly toward Johan, voice frigid. “You think Luciano can protect her?”


    Johan smiled. “Whether he can protect her is irrelevant. At least he’s the one she loves.”


    That phrase–the one she loves–silenced every retort Wesley had.


    “Besides, you chose Larissa over her. If Cecilia knew… her disgust for you would only deepen.”


    Johan felt vicious satisfaction as he walked away.


    An arranged marriage was inevitable–if not Larissa, then any other Yunshu…


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    But misery lovespany.


    Back in Baritel, Cecilia was still fuming. She’d only wanted to see Johan and enjoy a proper meal, yet Wesley had ruined it again.


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