Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 142

Priscilla was all energized after bawling her eyes out the previous night. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she gave herself a pep talk. “You can do this, Peach. You are the best girl in this world. And no one can tell you otherwise.”

Flynn walked in with a food tray. When he saw Priscilla giving herself a pep talk, he smiled. “You are so adorable, Peachy. Stay with me, please?”

Priscilla looked at him with sadness. “I can’t, Flynn. I truly wish to wake up like this every day. You’ll make me breakfast. I’ll give you a child. And when you go to work, I’ll make sure the house is tidy. I’ll wait for you to come home with the child.”

“Then stay.” Flynn grabbed Priscilla with his arms. His voice was shaky. “I will work hard to give you the life you deserve.”

Priscilla shook her head. “What about Shawn then? He is depressed. I am the only reason why he breathes. If I leave him, he’ll kill himself. I love you, Flynn. I truly love you. But I cannot be so selfish. I cannot let him die.”

It was very impressive how Priscilla came up with such a cheesy plot in an instant.

“Forget me, Flynn,” uttered Priscilla dejectedly.

“I will talk to him now.” Flynn held Priscilla closer.

“No! What if that was enough to push him over the edge? If he kills himself, I will never ever forgive myself.”

Priscilla pushed Flynn away, gave him a good, hard look, and ran away. Flynn chased after her, but lost her ultimately.

In the stairwell, the distraught Priscilla lamented how she couldn’t be together with Flynn. And so, she decided to visit her third boyfriend, Sam Myers.

“Peachy?” Sam was about to leave for work when he saw Priscilla. “I thought you said you don’t want to see me anymore.”

Priscilla answered wistfully, “I don’t know who to turn to. And my body came here for some reason.”

Sam held back from doing anything. He sniggered, “Where are Shawn and Flynn? Aren’t they…”

“Stop!” Priscilla covered her face in agony. “They and I are just friends. After you left me, I never contacted them. I didn’t want to come here. But my body was telling me…”

Sam hesitated before pulling Priscilla into his arms. For a second, she felt like she was the female lead of a soap opera. However, as she looked up, Sam’s unkempt face shattered her illusion. He had decided to let his beard grow unchecked.

Priscilla felt despondent. It seemed like Anthony and Blake were the only ones who fit her standard.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have come to bother you. I…”

Priscilla was about to leave but Sam couldn’t wait anymore. The woman before her was too tantalizing. He pinned her against the wall and kissed Priscilla.

Oh! Priscilla felt breathless. A pair of soft lips were against hers. She closed her eyes, imagining that Blake was having his way with her. How could a prey like her escape the maw of an alpha male?

Half an hour later, Priscilla burrowed half of her crimson cheek under the sheet.

Sam looked at her with all the tenderness in the world. “It was your first time, Priscilla?”

“Why do you have to bring it up? Hmph!”

It wasn’t her first time. She had had many first times with her boyfriends. Thanks to modern technology, anything could be restored. She would have to visit the hospital again to prep for Blake and Anthony.

Sam hugged Priscilla. During their cuddle session, Priscilla told him how she crossed the Crawfords and was fired.

“That’s why you came to me?” inquired Sam.

“I was at my wit’s end. The guilt was consuming me. But they won’t accept my apology. I walked aimlessly on the street and the next thing I knew, I was by your doorstep.”

“Your heart called out to me…” Sam chirped.

“Oh!” Priscilla thought of something. “Don’t you work for Crawford Holdings? Can you sneak me in? I want to apologize to Mr. Crawford in person.”

“You don’t need to,” coddled Sam.