Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 137

There was hope right in front of her–she couldn’t just ignore it.

“But he’s not a good person.”

Priscilla said nothing. She bent down and kissed Noah’s forehead, speaking softly, “Noah, be good. Mommy has things to take care of these days. I’ll come back to spend time with you in a while, okay?”

Noah was reluctant, but he was a good boy and listened well.

Priscilla almost burst into tears again.

“Priscilla,” Luciano said, feeling terrible inside.

This was truly a cruel situation.

“I’ll go talk to him first. We’ll discuss everything else when I get back.”

She turned and left.

Luciano thought for a moment, then chased after her. “Priscilla, don’t force yourself.”

Priscilla just waved her hand without looking back.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would lose her

courage.

Priscilla secretly asked Elijah about Wesley’s whereabouts.

Elijah didn’t dare to reveal anything.

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After all, with Wesley’s current attitude, he really didn’t dare to make any private arrangements.

With no other choice, Priscilla could only go to Chaston Villa

and wait.

He had to come home eventually.

At one in the morning, Wesley returned.

The car stopped in the yard, and Wesley stepped out with his long legs.

“Mr. Carlton.” Priscilla hurriedly stood up, but her legs were numb and stiff.

Wesley didn’t even glance at her and went straight inside.

By the time Priscilla hobbled to the front door, all that was left was the cold, unyielding door.

Priscilla thought for a moment and tried to enter the code.

The door displayed an incorrect password.

She gave a bitter smile–Wesley had changed the door code.

She could only sit on the steps with her knees bent.

She didn’t know if she sat there for half an hour or an hour before she took out her phone to call him.

On the second call, Wesley answered, “Speak.”

He was brief and to the point, as if he had no idea what Priscilla wanted.

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Priscilla softened her voice a little: “Did you change the code? Can we talk?”

She knew Wesley had a temper, so she kept giving herself pep talks, telling herself to endure no matter what grievances she faced.

A faint, mocking laugh came from the phone: “We’re already divorced, Ms. Wilburn. You have no right to be here, nor to say you want to talk to me.”

With that, he hung up.

Priscilla gripped her phone tightly, knowing that the vengeful Wesley had truly returned.

She hugged her knees, feeling a vague sense of loss and confusion.

Priscilla waited outside all night. At seven in the morning, Wesley came out, fully dressed.

Expressionless, he walked right past Priscilla.

Priscilla chased after him, “Can you give me three minutes?”

All she got in response was the exhaust from his car.

Gritting her teeth, Priscilla simply took a taxi to the Carlton Group.

But she was stopped at the entrance.

The receptionist politely informed her that without an appointment, she couldn’t see Mr. Carlton.

Priscilla could only wait in the lobby.

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There was gossip all around her.

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People were speculating whether she regretted the divorce and wanted to become Mrs. Carlton again.

Priscilla pretended not to hear. Compared to Noah’s health, nothing else mattered.

After sitting for two hours, she stood up to stretch.

A surprised voice called out: “Priscilla, what are you doing here?”

It was Larissa.

Their relationship was nearly broken, but Larissa still always called her Priscilla with feigned affection.

Larissa said a few words to the people beside her and walked

over.

With no outsiders present, she couldn’t be bothered to pretend to be weak.

“What are you doing here, Priscilla?”

“Could it be that you regret it and want to remarry Wes?”

She curled her lips in mockery.

“But Priscilla, you’re too late. Wes and Juniper are getting engaged tomorrow night.”

Priscilla dug her nails into her palm, restraining her expression, and said calmly, “Then congratulations to them.”

She looked toward the elevator. “I’m here to see him for

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something else.”

Larissa didn’t believe her.

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They were already divorced–what else could Priscilla want besides regretting the divorce?

At that moment, the receptionist’s respectful voice came from not far away: “Mr. Carlton.”

Wesley nodded and walked out.

Priscilla hurried over, “We…”

Larissa didn’t move, just stood where she was and called out, “Wes.”

Wesley’s gaze, which had been on Priscilla, immediately shifted to Larissa, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.

“Larissa.”

He ignored Priscilla.

Priscilla took a deep breath. She knew this wouldn’t be easy, so even though she felt uncomfortable, she still forced a smile.

“Wes, can we talk?”

She called him intimately, trying to close the distance between them.

Larissa walked up slowly, took Wesley’s arm, and smiled sweetly: “Wes, I just needed to talk to you.”

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