Silvia had a dream, in which her father was still well and alive.
Her father took her hand and said earnestly, "Silvia, I left the world suddenly and there are still a lot of things that haven't been arranged yet. I can rest assured knowing that you have your uncles to deal with the company's affairs."
"Dad, no..." Silvia wanted to say that her uncles were not as kind as her father thought.
When her father met with the accident, the people from the Turner family tried to take over the company he had worked so hard to build. However, even in her dreams, Silvia did not want her father to worry about her. In the end, she did not manage to tell her father the cruel truth.
Her father patted her hand and sighed, "I'm worried about you and your mother. These years, your mother has been with me along the way. She woke up early to get to work and stayed up late. Sometimes, she would be too busy to even have her meals."
Silvia nodded vigorously and sobbed, "Dad, I know how hard it has been for you and mom these years. I know, I know."
She had been working hard and enrolled in a business management course at university. She planned to work in the company to share her father's burdens as soon as she graduated. However, nobody could foresee what had happened. Before she could do anything to help her father, her father had left the world unexpectedly.
Her father said again, "Because we were busy with the business, we ignored our health. Your mother has a weak body. Since I am gone, you are the only person that your mother can rely on. You must take good care of your mother for me in future."
"Dad, don't worry. I will take good care of mom. I will definitely do it." She wanted to throw herself into her father's arms, and she wanted to feel the warmth of her father's embrace. However, she tried to reach out but he had disappeared.
Earlier, she clearly felt that her father holding her hand, and it was so warm. Why didn't her father let her hold him again?
Silvia shouted angrily, "Dad, Dad..."
However, her father never came back no matter how hard she cried.
Silvia woke up from the nightmare. It was already bright outside. The sun shone through the window and brightened the whole room.
For a moment, she didn't even know where she was. She closed her eyes and thought about what was happening in her life. Then, she recalled all the incidents from the previous night.
She got up immediately, packed up, and went downstairs.
At the dining table on the first floor, the man was eating his breakfast slowly. When he heard her coming downstairs, he still ate his breakfast calmly without looking back.
After staying there for a night, Silvia had to thank him before leaving. She came to the dining table and said, "Mister, thank you for taking me in last night. I'm leaving now."
"Leaving? Where are you going?" Jayden put his spoon down and looked at her. For some reason, Silvia felt that she couldn't see through his expression. She didn't understand what he meant.
Silvia smiled politely and said, "Of course, I'm going back to where I came from."
"Is time-travel that easy now? You can leave whenever you want?" He chuckled. It was obvious that he did not believe what Silvia had said last night.
"What time-travel? I don't understand what you mean. I drank too much last night. I don't even remember how I ended up at your rooftop." Silvia sat down on the other end of the table. She told a lie without even blushing or flinching. Next, Silvia picked up a meat bun from the table. "This tastes really good. Where did you buy it?"
Jayden looked at her shockingly. Did he say she was allowed to eat his breakfast?
Silvia continued while eating, "Mister I have no money now, so I can't return your money. If you let me go, I will earn some money when I get out. Then, I will pay back the money I owe you for your hospitality last night."
Jayden picked up a wet paper towel and wiped his hands. He sneered and said, "You might not have money, but the people after you last night might have. If I hand you over, they should be willing to pay for you."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: My Husband, Warm The Bed