Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 49

“Don’t go.” Priscilla finally gave in.

Half of her face was swollen.

In the end, she had taken that slap.

Priscilla looked at Amelia almost pleadingly. “It was my fault. I admit it. Please don’t disturb Grandma.”

Grandma couldn’t take any shock.

Amelia narrowed her eyes and said harshly, “Priscilla, you are not worthy of being Wes’s wife.”

“You just kneel by Wes’s bedside until he wakes up.”

Priscilla looked up abruptly, in disbelief.

Amelia sneered arrogantly. “Priscilla, you come from such a humble background,. In ancient times, you wouldn’t even be worthy to carry my son’s shoes.”

“Let alone make such a grave mistake. Today, I will teach you some manners.”

“Kneel down.”

All the doctors and nurses in the room, whether sympathetic or gloating, stared at Priscilla.

It was an immense humiliation.

Priscilla couldn’t bring herself to kneel.

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“Mom…”

“You have no right to call me Mom.

Priscilla’s throat was parched and her fingers digged into her palm until they nearly bled.

Amelia raised her voice to those outside. “Take Dillon and that old woman here right now. I must receive an explanation for what happened today.”

“No!”

Priscilla’s eyes were lifeless and her voice was hoarse. “Mrs. Carlton, please don’t disturb Grandma. She’s old and can’t take the stress.”

As for Dillon, he would only use Bonnie to threaten her into taking responsibility. She couldn’t count on him; he might even hope Amelia would punish her more severely to vent his anger.

Amelia lifted her chin arrogantly, waiting for Priscilla’s decision.

“I’ll kneel down.”

Priscilla agreed.

Her knees felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. It was excruciatingly difficult to bend them, but she forced herself down bit by bit.

The moment her knees touched the floor, her dignity was crushed to pieces.

The hospital room was silent.

Amelia was very satisfied. After three years, she had finally vented her

anger.

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She circled Priscilla in her high heels, admiring her “work.”

“Just keep kneeling like this until Wes wakes up and forgives you.”

She left, with her head holding high.

The doctors and nurses followed her out in a rush.

Outside the door, Amelia instructed the doctor, “Give Wes some sedatives and sleeping medication. Make sure he sleeps until tomorrow morning and gets a good rest.”

The doctor nodded and bowed. “Yes, Mrs. Carlton.”

Inside the ward, the sound of suppressed and humiliated sobs was squeezed out from Priscilla’s throat.

When Wesley was brought back to the ward, he was still unconscious.

The doctor who brought him in didn’t leave after settling him, but instead, he sat on the sofa nearby, and secretly took a few photos of Priscilla with his phone.

Priscilla shot him a cold look, and he immediately put his phone away.

“Get out.”

The doctor crossed his legs, looking as if he was enjoying a show. “Mrs. Carlton, you can’t kick me out. Madam told me to stay here and make sure you kneel until Mr. Carlton wakes up.‘

Priscilla gritted her teeth. Amelia had thought of everything.

Priscilla closed her eyes, forcing back the tears that shimmered in them.

Seeing that Priscilla was silent, the doctor leaned over and said, “Mrs.

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Carlton, can you tell me how you managed to hook up with Mr. Carlton?”

He looked Priscilla up and down with a mocking gaze. “You women are so lucky. With a pretty face, you can soar to the top, while we men can only work like oxen for the capitalists.”

Priscilla said nothing. She remembered this doctor–he had always been respectful whenever she came. But now, seeing Amelia’s attitude toward her, he thought she had fallen out of favor and revealed his true colors, speaking to her with disrespect.

“Mrs. Carlton, if you divorce Mr. Carlton, you could get half of his fortune. You’d never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of your life. Kneeling like this is worth it.”

“The photos I just took on my phone are worth a lot, aren’t they? You will make me rich, right?” He waved his phone.

He couldn’t wait to use the photos he had just secretly taken as leverage.

The anger in Priscilla’s chest had risen to her throat.

She said coldly, “Don’t worry, you’ll get rich.”

“When will Mr. Carlton wake up?” she asked again.

The doctor lounged on the sofa, completely at ease. “Madam ordered sedatives for Mr. Carlton. He won’t wake up until tomorrow morning at the earliest.”

Priscilla was completely disheartened.

Wesley did not sleep until dawn as Amelia had expected.

He woke up at four in the morning.

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Chapter 19

A particularly loud snoring filled his cars.

His sharp mind which was so decisive in the business world, immediately recognized that it was not his wife’s snoring.