I found Sylvester’s words ridiculous.
My gaze lowered, the corners of my mouth unconsciously hooked upwards. "If you had no plans on saying anything, why pick this crucial time to tell me? Rather than letting me know this late, you should have kept me in the dark for the rest of my life!"
I spoke rather agitatedly. I did not know how to face Theo now.
I did not use to feel anything about my mother but after going to where my mother had been and after staying where she had stayed, even watching her video, it would be a lie if I said I still felt nothing.
Silas coughed a few times. He did not seem to be doing well recently.
I heard him sigh heavily before a hoarse voice left his throat. "I thought about that but I don't want you to live so happily.”
I looked up at him, Silas's smile was so ugly.
My heart froze over.
What a frightful and hateful man!
"I finally know why Mom hates you so much," I watched him as I bit out every word.
Silas did not feel anything of it. He leaned back into his chair, a smile still present on his face that was written over with the vicissitudes of life. "I knew for a long time that she hated me but so what? She shouldn’t have fallen for that John Lovere. If she had listened to me, she would be happy now.”
I did not want to listen to his nonsense now. The storm in my heart was also making it impossible for me to calm down.
"If you can't go back to see Theo for a while, why don't you come with me?"
Silas spoke again after a moment but this time, his words stunned me.
"With you?" I could not help but laugh as I said that, like I had heard a joke.
He looked serious, however. He did not seem to be joking. Silas clarified again that he was not joking.
"I plan to go to Rothard to recuperate. You can come with me and relax.”
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