The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 172

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Julian had pushed her so far that, in desperation, she'd had to seek shelter in another man's arms. How utterly cruel!

Even Wesley, who was usually the picture of patience, found himself so furious in that moment that he barely resisted the urge to confront Julian—maybe even do something reckless.

He was at a loss for how to comfort Winona. All he could do was look at her with aching concern. "Nona, I'll always be here for you—as your friend, your ally. If anything ever happens to you, I won't just stand by and watch. I refuse to believe there's no justice left in this world."

Winona shook her head. "Wesley, you've done more than enough for me since the day we met. I can't drag you into my mess. I just want to know you're okay—that's enough for me. Let's not dwell on all this. Tell me something good. Did your trip turn up anything promising?"

Wesley's face brightened. "Picked up a few promising plots of land out of town. If we ramp up our investment, we could break ground almost immediately. I also met with some potential investors—they're really interested in your project, Nona. I have no doubt it'll be a huge success!"

Talking about her project brought a genuine smile to Wesley's face.

"That's fantastic!" Winona's own smile was brighter still.

Just then, as they were basking in the good news, Mia came in after finishing a phone call.

"Mr. Quigley, I saw you come in just now! You look like you've lost weight since you've been away from Greenwood City. How about joining me, Gran, our famous roast goose, and of course Nona for a really good meal tonight? You need to put some meat back on those bones!"

Mia had once harbored a crush on Wesley. She'd even hoped Winona and Wesley might become a couple, but with Winona married—and even if she weren't—Winona had always seen Wesley as a brother, a friend, never anything more. Eventually, Mia came to see Wesley as a good friend too.

"Sounds great! Nona's always told me about her grandmother, but I've never actually met her after all these years. How about I host dinner tonight? We can all eat together with your Gran," Wesley suggested, glancing at Winona for approval.

Winona nodded. She'd planned to take her grandmother out for a celebratory dinner after her hospital discharge the day before, but Mayo had tricked her, and it never happened. Tonight, she'd make up for it.