Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 121

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In truth, he wanted to ask about her relationship with Luciano, but he was afraid of hearing the answer.

He couldn’t accept it.

Priscilla, lost in her own emotions, let Wesley lead her back to the private room in a daze.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of Luciano.

He had disappeared for three years, and finally reappeared.

Wesley’s face looked grim, but because the lighting was dim, few people noticed.

Someone teased, “Wes really loves his wife. Even when she goes to the restroom for a bit, he has to go look for her.”

Wesley’s voice was slightly cold. “Let’s drink.”

“Let’s drink, let’s drink.”

The atmosphere became lively again.

Priscilla held her phone, opened Luciano’s contact, and several times wanted to message him, but in the end, she held herself back.

Wesley saw it all, his hand trembling as he held his glass.

She made no effort to hide her feelings for another man in front of him.

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Bitterness welled up in his heart, and Wesley drained his drink in one gulp.

Even though the doctor had told him not to drink, at this moment he deliberately ignored the advice, drinking one glass after another as if punishing himself.

He just wanted to see how long it would take for her to notice him, to care about him.

He accepted every drink offered.

Anyone with eyes could see something was wrong with him.

Juniper felt heartbroken, wanting to speak up several times, but Wesley’s gaze was fixed on Priscilla, so she could only hold back.

In the end, she couldn’t take it anymore.

She complained to Priscilla, “Priscilla, can’t you see Wes has had a lot to drink? Why aren’t you stopping him?”

Priscilla turned her head to look at Juniper, her slightly reddened eyes full of indifference. “He wants to drink. What does that have to do with me?”

The private room fell silent.

Wesley gripped his glass expressionlessly.

Juniper, furious, stood up and said bitterly, “If you don’t care about him, why are you occupying the position of Mrs. Carlton?”

That was a position she had dreamed of.

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Yet Priscilla insisted on squandering it.

Priscilla sneered, “If you have the ability, tell him to divorce me and marry you. Why are you making a fuss with me here?”

“Priscilla,” Wesley’s tone was steady, but tinged with anger,

He looked at her deeply,

Those eyes, once as calm as a still lake, now surged with anger for another man,

He pulled her up, but because he had drunk too much, he felt dizzy and nearly stumbled.

“Wes!” Juniper cried out in alarm.

Larissa stepped forward to help. “Wes, you’ve had too much to drink.”

She supported Wesley’s arm, her gaze at Priscilla tinged with reproach. “No matter what your relationship is, you two aren’t divorced yet, Priscilla. You shouldn’t treat him like this.”

Before she finished speaking, Wesley pushed her away, his dark eyes bloodshot, looking only at Priscilla.

“Come here.”

Juniper couldn’t take it anymore, tears streaming down her beautiful face. “Wes, she doesn’t even like you. Why are you doing this…”

She couldn’t continue, only sobbing remained.

Wesley pushed away everyone who tried to help him, stubbornly wanting only Priscilla.

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The atmosphere was tense.

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In the end, it was Wesley who spoke again: “Priscilla, come

here.”

There was already a warning in his tone.

Priscilla lowered her eyes, and in the end, she gave in.

She walked over and supported his arm.

Wesley pulled her close with force, his empty heart finally finding a place to rest.

He put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his embrace, and left leaning on her.

Parking lot.

Quiet and empty.

Priscilla was pressed by Wesley against the car door, his breathless, violent kisses falling on her lips.

He was truly desperate, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

“Priscilla, do you like him?” Wesley asked hoarsely.

Priscilla’s lips and tongue ached terribly. Meeting his gloomy eyes, she was cold and indifferent.

“It’s none of your business.”

She didn’t want to mention anything about Luciano to him.

Wesley was losing his mind, in unbearable pain. “Luciano went abroad three years ago. Is that why you agreed to marry

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me?”

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He didn’t dare to seek the truth, yet he couldn’t help but want

to know.

In the end, anger turned the alcohol into the most primal impulse, and he couldn’t help but want all of her.

Priscilla dug her nails hard into her palm. Wesley was truly out of his mind, actually doing this here…

“Wesley, don’t make me hate you.”

She bit down hard on Wesley’s shoulder, her teeth sinking in, tears falling.

The pain in his shoulder snapped Wesley back to his senses. He stopped everything, leaning over her, gasping for breath.

Again and again.

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