Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178

He looked at his son, squatting on the ground playing with stones, and felt a deep regret.

If only he had stayed by her side back then, now they would be a family of three, reunited.

Instead, they were forever separated by life and death.

Cecilia did not press further. She would not give up on raising Noah herself and changing his surname.

By the time Bonnie’s affairs were settled, it was already nine o’clock at night.

Cecilia brought Luciano and Noah back to the old family house.

Though it was quiet, the house was spotlessly clean.

Luciano bought some instant noodles and eggs from a nearby convenience store and cooked egg noodles himself.

He was quite a good cook.

Cecilia, who usually had little appetite, even ate a small bowl.

Noah, for his part, happily ate two bowls.

Outside the window.

Amid the shadows of the trees.

Wesley stood there all along, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unreadable.

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He was only a few steps away.

Yet he never took that final step forward.

Because the people inside that window looked just like a family of three.

The man was cooking, the woman was with the child.

The child said something that made the woman smile with doting affection.

Finally, the man called them to eat.

The warmth of the scene made his eyes burn with envy.

After dinner, Cecilia and Noah curled up on the sofa, flipping through a photo album.

Most of the photos in the album were of her and Priscilla.

Bonnie and Gwendolyn only appeared occasionally in the background of the pictures.

“This is great–grandma, this is grandaunt, and who is she?” Noah asked.

He still remembered the people his father had made him bow to before.

“She looks like Mom, and like Noah too.”

“She’s Mom’s older sister.”

Cecilia wanted to tell Noah the truth, but she was worried he wouldn’t understand.

With his surgery coming up, Cecilia didn’t dare take any risks.

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Noah nodded, half–understanding.

The photo album was pulled away by Luciano.

He flipped through it, his gaze lingering affectionately on the people in the photos.

Feeling a bit stifled, Cecilia went out to the balcony.

The night breeze was gentle,

The heaviness in her chest eased a little, but as her gaze focused, she saw a tall figure standing under the streetlight.

Their eyes met.

Cecilia frowned. Why was he here?

Wesley took a step forward, his thin lips parting slightly, wanting to call out to Cecilia.

But the words hadn’t left his mouth yet.

Cecilia had already turned and gone back inside.

The word “Cilla” got stuck in his throat.

It felt suffocating

When Cecilia came in, Luciano glanced at her. “What’s wrong?”

Cecilia glanced at the balcony and didn’t hide it from him, “Wesley is outside”

Luciano raised an eyebrow

Wesley had arrived quite quickly

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There was a knock at the door.

Cecilia knew it was Wesley.

She opened the door, looking at him with a somewhat cold expression. “Why are you here?”

“To take you home,” Wesley said.

Noah ran over happily.

“Wesley!” He threw himself into Wesley’s arms.

Wesley picked him up, a trace of gentleness in his dark eyes.

Luciano was about to tidy up the room. He asked Wesley, “Mr. Carlton, are you staying here tonight?”

“Yes.”

“No.”

Cecilia looked at Wesley with a calm expression. “Weren’t you here to take me home? We can leave now.”

Luciano raised an eyebrow. Their plan was to stay here for a day and return to Aetherton the day after tomorrow.

Cecilia had changed her mind.

He said nothing, but took Noah from Wesley’s arms and carried him aside.

Cecilia looked at Wesley with a cool, distant gaze. “We’re going back tonight.”

He had covered for Larissa, so he didn’t deserve to stand here.

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Wesley had rushed over after handling things, barely resting, thinking

he could spend the night here

Pot Cecilia refused

The sanderstood what she meant

But he couldn’t argue back

“Alright” he agreed hourth

The made a call to aange ther tum

An hour late aim was in the car

Cecilia took one last ok at Thome’s photos in the house before turning and getting on the om

Pregnant and constant on the move the wien leuned her head against

the car window and fell asliney

Wesles arefully held her in his arms, mulling her more comfortable as

she slept

His heart softened

But he couldn’t help but migh

Their relationship was like the darkness outside the window–no path ahead in sight

By the time they returned to Aetherton, it was already five in the morning

Wesley carried Cecilia back to the bedroom. She was sleeping deeply, her head resting on has shoulder, a persistent sadness cloading her brou

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