Forced Marriage To The Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 41

AUTHOR'S POV

“ Who is this Grandfather and where is this home, Silas? ” Sara questioned truthfully instead of pretending to not know anything.

She could investigate about it but she wanted to hear about it from Silas.

Silas looked at her for longer than a moment. For once, he thought about telling her the truth like Grandfather Albert had suggested.

“ Do you tell me everything? ” Silas counter questioned Sara who pursed her lips realizing that he wouldn't tell her anything.

It was plausible though. She was not telling him anything about herself so he was not ready to tell her anything about himself.

“ Don't tell me. I am not interested anymore. ” Sara knew she was lying and Silas too knew she was lying about this not interested part.

The curiosity was clearly burning in her eyes and the need to get an answer out of him was stronger than ever but Sara decided to leave all this questioning.

Silence fell between them and they both stared at each other not moving from their spots.

Why did Sara come here? She was trying to recall the reason or what she intended to do but nothing was coming to her mind. She came here purely in a trance.

“ Silas... ” Sara sighed out finally and marched toward him before stopping a step away.

“ What? ” He raised his eyebrow wondering what was it she wanted to say now.

She was unphased when he was being humiliated because of her and now she was here. Why? Silas was once again having a hard time understanding Sara.

He couldn't help but realize that his ego and pride was getting his best here. Was he hurting her again? He wondered about it and inhaled deeply.

Grandfather Albert was right...

Sara was everywhere.

In his thoughts.

In his talks.

In his mind.

In his heart.

In his life.

She came and claimed everything but never gave any part of herself to him.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the soft touch of her fingers over his right cheek. It was the same spot where Grandmother Eloise had hit him.

He gritted his teeth and focused back on Sara who was inspecting his face with a frown plastered over her forehead.

Sara didn't know what she was doing anymore. She just knew Grandmother Eloise had hurt his pride, his ego.

If Grandmother Eloise had slapped her, she wouldn't even blink her eyes. She was used to all that torture.

But Silas...

He didn't seem like he was used to such humiliation. It was what hurted Sara's heart.

It happened because of her. Silas should have just let Aunt Aria hit her. It wouldn't be the first time someone from that family would have tried hitting her.

No one had tried protecting her before.