Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 54

Pointing to the newly added books on the shelf. Wesley said. “Don’t you like reading? This time I asked others to search lots of good books for you. You can spend your time reading them at home.”

There was no trace of joy on Priscilla’s face. She asked Wesley coldly. “Do you plan to keep me locked up here for the rest of my life?”

For Larissa, he was capable of doing such a thing.

Wesley knelt in front of her with his hoarse voice. “Priscilla, the position of Mrs. Carlton will only be yours, and always will be.”

Such words of affection meant nothing to Priscilla now.

He promised her the title of Mrs. Carlton for life, while his beloved woman thrived outside.

But she had long since stopped wanting to be Mrs. Carlton.

“Wesley.” Priscilla leaned forward slightly, her swollen eyes burning with deep hatred. “You’d better keep me locked up here for the rest of my life.”

“Priscilla.”

“Don’t call my name. It’s disgusting.”

Priscilla pushed herself up from the sofa and moved her aching legs as she left the study.

She didn’t spare a single glance at the books that had been specially prepared for her.

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Wesley stood in silence for a long time,

Priscilla was forbidden from contacting anyone outside. She not only had no phone, but couldn’t borrow one from the servants either.

The only things she could do were read books and watch TV

Wesley came home for dinner every day, but whenever he was there. Priscilla refused to come downstairs.

She even moved into the small bedroom next door and locked the door every time she entered.

Wesley couldn’t see Priscilla in person so he could only learn about her daily life and how much she ate from the servants.

This went on for several days.

The servants said she ate very little and had lost a lot of weight.

That day, when Priscilla saw Wesley’s car entering the yard, she went upstairs to her room.

In the past, every time Wesley came home, he would knock on her door, even though he knew she wouldn’t respond or open it. Still, he persisted.

But today, it was the servant who knocked.

Priscilla opened the door,

The servant’s voice was tinged with nervousness. “Sir said, if you want to celebrate Grandma’s birthday, then come down for dinner.”

Priscilla clenched her palm.

That’s right, Bonnie’s birthday was coming.

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She wondered how well the Wilburn family had managed to hide the news, and whether Bonnie would find out.

At that moment, her longing to see Bonnie reached its peak.

She went downstairs.

It was the first time she had seen Wesley since the incident

The man was still as handsome as ever and stood in the living room to make a phone call. His straight posture exuded an air of nobility.

Hearing footsteps, he turned to look at her.

Their eves met.

Priscilla looked away indifferently, walked to the dining table, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

The table was filled with food, all to her taste.

But just like these past days, she had no appetite at all.

Footsteps approached, and soon the man appeared beside her.

Wesley sat down and told the servant to serve the meal.

The servant brought out the food and put it down gently before leaving.

Priscilla held her fork and lowered her head to eat the rice in her bowl

A piece of fish was placed in her bowl.

Wesley said softly, “The servant told me you haven’t been eating well lately.”

No matter how the servants tried to prepare delicious food in dil.

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ways, Priscilla only ate a little.

Naturally, she grew thinner and thinner.

That was why Wesley insisted she come downstairs to cat today.

He cared for his wife.

Priscilla chewed slowly, and after finishing her food, she put down her fork. “I’m full.”

The piece of fish was still in her bowl but now became cold.

A shadow passed over Wesley’s face as he said flatly, “Priscilla, you ate too little.”

“I told you, I can’t eat more.”

“Are you going to see Grandma with this look? Do you want her to worry about you?”

Priscilla clenched her palm tightly. Her greatest worry was for her grandmother.

But she had no way to contact the outside world.

The only chance to see Bonnie was at Bonnie’s birthday in a few days.

“If I eat, will you take me?” She turned to him, speaking seriously for the first time.

Wesley nodded. “I will.”

“Fine, I’ll eat.”

Priscilla picked up her fork again and slowly finished the cold piece of fish.

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She even took the initiative to pick up more food,

She ate quickly and anxiously, as if she was afraid that Wesley would change his mind.