Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 241

Kent gazed at the woman’s stubborn face, a hint of mockery in his voice. “Nannie, your father died saving me all those years ago. Out of respect for him, I’ve protected you.”

“But now, you keep ignoring my warnings and went after Silvia. Why should I keep holding onto old debts? Whatever I owed your father, I’ve repaid it long ago.”

He spoke each word slowly, his tone cold as ice.

Kent had sent Nannie away, yet she’d tried to sneak back.

The very first thing she did was find some stranger to take Silvia away behind his back.

If Silvia hadn’t realized what was happening in time, Kent didn’t even want to imagine what could’ve transpired.

“Nannie, this time when you leave, I’ll have someone watch you twenty-four hours a day. There won’t be another chance for you to return.”

Kent wasn’t moved by Nannie’s tears; instead, he ordered someone to take her away.

She sobbed and pleaded as she was forced into the car, but Kent never looked back.

He turned away, only to suddenly notice a slender figure standing under the streetlight.

Silvia stood there, dressed in pajamas with a coat thrown over her shoulders, looking at Kent with a calm, distant gaze.

The streetlight stretched her shadow across the pavement, and with her frail frame, she looked as if a gust of wind might carry her away. It made Kent’s chest tighten with a pang of guilt.

Pressing his lips together, he strode toward her.

Standing in front of Silvia, he took off his own coat and draped it over her shoulders.

“What are you doing out here?” His voice was gentle, concerned.

Even Silvia couldn’t believe that. If Nannie were truly capable of changing, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to come back in the first place.

Kent broke the silence. “Years ago, I was kidnapped. It was Nannie’s father who saved me—he lost his life because of it. That’s how Nannie became an orphan.”

“So you’ve looked after her ever since?” Silvia asked quietly.

“I have.”

As Kent spoke, a wave of guilt washed over him. He realized he should have explained it all to Silvia sooner. But back then, he’d wanted to keep his past from touching her, so he’d kept silent.

Silvia stared at him, her eyes unwavering. She let out a soft sigh. “Tell me, if I’d never entered your life, would you have married her?”

“No.” Kent’s denial was immediate, not a hint of hesitation in his voice.