A trace of pain and relief rose in his heart–relief that he had protected her at the time.
Larissa couldn’t figure out what Wesley was thinking. After a few seconds of consideration, she softly said, “I don’t think he dislikes her. It’s just that Priscilla has always been resentful about growing up in the countryside.”
“She always feels like we all owe her something.”
Wesley didn’t ask further, instead, he changed the subject to work.
Downstairs.
Priscilla used an excuse to leave, but once going downstairs, she didn’t know where to go, so she wandered around.
After wandering for nearly half an hour, she ran into Eldridge.
Rafael had secretly drunk some alcohol at the farewell party, and now his high blood pressure was acting up, so Eldridge had come to get his medicine.
As they chatted, Eldridge asked Priscilla about switching job to work for him.
Priscilla didn’t hide anything and told him about the confidentiality agreement.
Eldridge didn’t like Wesley who had business–like aura, so he offered Priscilla some advice.
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“If you want to get divorce, I can introduce a good divorce lawyer to you.”
“And as for your sister Larissa, she looks innocent, but she’s actually a bitch. Wesley just happens to like that type. You’d better not work with her, or you’ll be the one to suffer in the end.”
“Our marital affairs are none of your business, Mr. Livingston,” a cool and indifferent male voice came.
Wesley walked over and gripped Priscilla’s wrist tightly.
Eldridge raised the medicine in his hand and said, “Priscilla, I’ll go first”
He left with a flourish.
Wesley’s face darkened.
Is it necessary for them to address each other in such an affectionate way?He let go of her hand and turned to walk toward the elevator.
Priscilla followed and asked, “Why did you come downstairs?”
Wesley let out a cold laugh, with his sarcastic tone: “Did I come down at the wrong time?”
Priscilla fell silent. She knew Wesley was angry–after all, he had just heard that Eldridge would find her a divorce lawyer.
Mr. Carlton’s marriage was not something others could meddle in.
Back in the hospital room, Wesley lay on the bed.
After thinking for a moment, Priscilla still went over to ask if he was feeling unwell.
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Wesley was in a foul mood and looked sour
“Oh, it’s uneasy for you to remember I’m a patient ”
For a moment, Priscilla really felt like that Dillon’s slap had knocked something loose in his brain.
But since he could still be sarcastic, he probably wasn’t feeling too bad
“I thought you’d talk to Larissa for a long time, so I wandered around downstairs for a bit longer. I only ran into Eldridge later, and we didn’t talk much.”
“As for the divorce, even outsiders know about it.”
Priscilla explained seriously.
Wesley’s already dark expression turned even gloomier. His chest heaved violently several times before he spoke coldly: “He really looked out for you, found a divorce lawyer for you, and since he knows you don’t like Larissa, he slandered her too.”
“Who does Eldridge think he is, uh? Just rely on his family’s legacy to speak so recklessly?”
Priscilla pressed her lips together. She finally understood why Wesley
was angry.
It wasn’t because of the divorce, but because Eldridge had spoken ill of Larissa.
She said nothing.
Wesley gave an order: “From now on, you’re not allowed to associate with him.”
Priscilla understood that Wesley had taken a blow to the back of his
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head for protecting her, so she stayed silent and didn’t argue.
But he said she wasn’t allowed to see Eldridge.
She couldn’t do that.
“And what did he say wrong?”
Wesley still wore the same expression, but his gaze was icy as he looked at her.
“Are you speaking up for him?”
Every sentence was a rhetorical question. sparks were flying.
The atmosphere grew tense and oppressive.
Priscilla didn’t want to argue–after all, his precious back head was important.
She took her phone and went to sit on the sofa and tapped with head down.
But today, Wesley seemed to be in a strange mood, acting like a resentful husband. “Priscilla, for Eldridge to slander a woman like that behind her back, his character is questionable.”
Priscilla looked up from her phone, with an indifferent expression: “Isn’t Larissa a bitch?”
“If she hadn’t been crying and whining, would you have taken that slap?”
“Or did Dillon’s slap knock your brain out?”
“Priscilla,” Wesley’s eyes were as dark as ink and full of anger.
“Larissa carefully prepared tonight’s farewell party, but Sir Livingston
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clearly preferred you. She was just feeling disappointed. You shouldn’t have called her tears disgusting.”
Priscilla’s cool eyes were full of understanding. So Larissa had
complained, and he felt sorry for her.
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