Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 63

Half an hour ago….

If Larissa hadn’t stopped him, he would have made it in time.

But…

“I’m sorry, Wes.” Larissa apologized sincerely. “I didn’t know Priscilla would leave.”

Wesley gripped the documents in his hand in despair and used his phone continuously dialing Priscilla’s number.

It went from no answer to being unreachable.

He bent over and felt heartbroken.

Priscilla discarded her SIM card and rolled up the car window.

Bonnie patted her hand and her voice was full of concern: “If you can’t let go, try one more time.”

Tears shimmered in Priscilla’s eyes, but she shook her head slowly and firmly. “There’s no need.”

Wesley had never liked her from the start–trying to win him over would humiliate herself.

Besides, she had put her heart into that marriage. If Wesley had cared, they wouldn’t have ended up like this.

For things that are destined not to be yours, you have to learn to let go early.

“Grandma, I want to plant a patch of peonies in the hackyard

“And raise a cat.”

“And a dog, too.

Priscilla was planning her life in Baritel–simple and happy.

Bonnie stroked her cheek kindly and gently. “You can have whatever you want.”

As long as she was happy, it was enough.

Two o’clock in the morning.

The car stopped in front of an old house.

Priscilla helped Bonnie out of the car and then took down their luggage.

Bonnie had already taken out the key and opened the door.

At the sight inside the house, her already frail body almost immediately collapsed to the ground, her lips trembling.

!

Then a sharp cry burst from her lips.

“Cilla.”

Priscilla dropped the suitcase and rushed into the house.

The luggage fell to the floor with a “thud.”

The house they had left so neat and tidy was now completely empty. with all sorts of trash/scattered across the floor.

and she gritted

Priscilla’s anger reached its peak at that moment, a teeth as she called out that name.

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“Dillon.”

How could he dare to destroy everything here?

Bonnie, already in poor health, was now dealt another heavy blow and had no strength left.

She could only cling tightly to Priscilla’s hand, calling out Cilla over and over again.

Priscilla looked at the mess all over the floor, her eyes filled with

bitterness.

Suddenly, she looked toward a certain spot.

Gently patting Bonnie’s hand, she walked over and picked up a photo from beneath a yellowed piece of paper.

The girl in the photo looked about eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a graduation gown, her

sunny smile radiating, dressed in a

Tears slid down the corner of Priscilla’s eyes.

She gently brushed the dust from the photo, then carefully placed it in Bonnie’s hands.

“Grandma.”

Bonnie’s hands trembled as she held the photo, pressing it tightly to her chest.

“Cilla.”

She called out again and again.

Priscilla hugged Bonnie tightly, soothing her in a gentle voice.

It was a long time before Bonnie gradually calmed down.

Priscilla helped Bonnie out the door, pulling the suitcase behind her The house was uninhabitable; they would have to spend the night at a hotel in town.

They would find someone to clean up tomorrow.

Just as they stepped outside, a familiar voice suddenly called out.

“Priscilla? Is that really you?”

Priscilla turned in surprise and saw Eldridge standing at the door of the house next door.

“What are you doing here?”

Eldridge walked over, glanced at Bonnie, who was still lost in grief, and then at the suitcase in Priscilla’s hand.

“I came here looking for inspiration and rented the place next door. I heard a car in the middle of the night and looked out, thought the person getting out looked like you, and it turns out it really is you.”

“What’s going on with you two?”

Priscilla gave a helpless, bitter smile. “We came back in a hurry, the house isn’t ready yet, so I’m taking Grandma to stay in town for the night.”

Eldridge didn’t press further. He took the suitcase and said, “If you don’t mind, you can stay at my place tonight.”

Priscilla hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

It would take at least another twenty minutes to walk to the hotel in town, and Bonnie couldn’t handle it.

Eldridge had them sit on the sofa and went to tidy up a room for them After a night of travel, Priscilla and Bonnic soon fell asleep.

When they woke up the next day, it was already ten in the morning.

Bonnie was still asleep.

Priscilla tiptoed out, just as Eldridge returned from outside with breakfast.

“I figured you’d be up by now.”

Priscilla didn’t stand on ceremony. She ate breakfast and contacted someone to clean the house.