Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 712.

Eloise cried out of breath, "Wesley, I thought you both were already divorced. I decided to raise our son and take care of the housework hoping that one day, the old master will be able to see my sincerity. I didn't expect it to take so many years. We're still outsiders at this present moment. So let's go, there's no room for us here."

Obviously, Ciara didn't say anything, but what Eloise said provoked Wesley's anger. As he helped Solomon up, he blurted out, "Why will we leave? If they want to leave, they should leave."

Immediately after saying this, he regretted it. Knowing that Ciara hadn't had a good time for the past years, Wesley had no intention of driving her away.

However, he was so angry that he said such words without even realizing it.

Once hurtful words were spoken, it was like a sharp knife stabbing into someone's heart. Even if it was pulled out, it would still be painful at that spot and blood would keep seeping out.

Because he had long gotten used to it, even though he felt that what he said was inappropriate, he could only continue with a stiff face. His mind was spinning rapidly. At worst, he would compensate Ciara more.

The old master was once again pissed off by him, "I'm not dead yet, so it's not your place to call the shots in this family. This is already Ciara's home, where are you telling her to go?"

master down. She casually sneered, "He probably forgot that I have long

a slap on Wesley's face,

family wanted to take her

Stanton family asked her to make a choice between her marriage and the Stanton family. At that time, the Stanton family only wanted to force her to leave the

he was her life, and she didn't want to live

the Stanton family's ego. Old Master Stanton himself said that from them on, they consider her

when he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, he softened and told her that the Sterling family

in the end,

Stanton family didn't want her, and the

over, and she

heart became very

"I..."

the celebration of the old master's birthday, but I didn't expect

should be me."