Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 80

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Her tears had dried up, and her heart no longer hurt as much.

She left decisively.

Corrine had just finished handling an order and taken a sip of water when she turned and saw Priscilla.

She stood at the doorway, looking lost and broken.

“Cilla?”

Corrine hurried to open the door, then was shocked by the injuries on her face.

“What happened to your face?”

“Who hit you?”

“Did he really lay a hand on you?”

Priscilla’s hollow, numb expression finally came to life. Looking at her friend, tears streamed down her face.

“Corrine.”

Her voice was hoarse. “I want to sleep here for a while.”

“Okay, okay, go get some rest first.” Corrine supported her and led her into the lounge.

Priscilla collapsed onto the bed, but no matter what, she couldn’t fall asleep.

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Whenever she closed her eyes, all those painful memories rushed into her mind, one after another, suffocating her.

It felt as if she didn’t even have the strength to cry anymore.

Later, she drifted off in a daze, her mind filled with bizarre, chaotic images.

When she woke up, it was already seven in the evening.

There were more than a dozen missed calls on her phone, all from Wesley.

She held her phone, with no intention of calling him back.

If it weren’t for the fact that she needed to register for divorce tomorrow, she would have blocked all his contacts.

Suddenly, Corrine’s angry voice came from outside: “After what you did to her, how dare you come here looking for

her?”

Then came Wesley’s cold voice: “Where is she?”

“Don’t even think about seeing her.”

“Corrine, you’d better not cross me.”

Priscilla got up from the bed. Now that Wesley had come, she couldn’t let Corrine get involved.

She pushed open the door and looked at Wesley coldly. “What are you doing here?”

Wesley’s eyes lit up and he strode over quickly.

But Corrine was faster, stepping in front of Priscilla to shield

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her, alert and protective.

At that moment, Wesley saw only Priscilla. His thin lips. trembled slightly: “It’s not what you think. Please, let me explain.”

“I only discovered the micro surveillance camera in the smoke detector two days ago. Once it happened, I decided to turn the situation to my advantage.”

That’s how business wars are–opportunities vanish in a flash.

Next time, who knows who will win or lose.

Wesley seized this opportunity without a moment’s hesitation, choosing to bring down his opponent.

As for his wife, he thought he would explain later, make it up to her, and love her twice as much.

He hadn’t expected Priscilla to be unable to conceive, nor had he expected his mother to lay hands on her, or even for his grandfather to step in and demand their divorce.

Everything had become a tangled mess.

“Priscilla, come home with me.” He reached out, hoping for his wife’s agreement.

Priscilla touched her cheek. Amelia had hit her hard; if she hadn’t desperately tried to shield herself, and if the maid hadn’t been there, her face might have been ruined.

But to Wesley, all of this would end up being insignificant.

“No.” She shook her head indifferently. “Tomorrow morning at nine, I’ll wait for you at the courthouse entrance.”

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Wesley stepped forward, his expression full of regret.

Priscilla knew what he regretted. He didn’t regret abandoning his wife, but rather not having arranged things better, not keeping that matter hidden to the end.

She slowly stepped back, widening the distance between them.

“Wesley, look at me now–covered in wounds, with no career or future left. Are you still not satisfied?”

“Grandpa has stepped in. You know what will happen to me if we don’t get divorced.”

“Do you really want my life?”

Hatred burst forth in her final words.

Wesley stood there, motionless.

Looking at the tears in Priscilla’s eyes and the wounds on her face, he finally realized just how much harm he had caused

her.

Words of apology clogged his throat like cotton.

Thinking back, in three years of marriage, he had never really treated her well.

Now that things had come to the point where divorce was inevitable, it was his fault.

“I agree to the divorce.”

As he spoke those words, his heart ached unbearably.

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At that moment, he suddenly realized that his feelings for Priscilla were not familial, but love.

He realized that he liked Priscilla.

The way a man likes a woman.

Realizing his feelings, his eyes grew moist, but he still managed a gentle smile and said softly, “Tomorrow morning at nine, I’ll see you at the courthouse.”

He placed the paper bag he had brought on the table. “There’s medicine in here. Remember to use it.”

With that, he turned and left, his desolate figure disappearing into the darkness.

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