The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 638

Chapter 638: Brother And Sister

After talking with them for a while, Lucian stepped out of the house. He saw Rina stirring the soup boiling on the clay stove in the front yard while cutting vegetables on the side.

He approached her. "Give it to me. I’ll help you cut the vegetables."

"I can do it," she replied politely. "It will be ready soon, and I’ll serve it to you."

He noticed the change in her behavior—unusually polite.

She put the knife aside and proceeded to lift the lid from the soup pot, but Lucian held her hand. "It’s hot," he said, grabbing the cloth from the side and lifting the lid for her.

She checked the soup. "It’s ready. Do you want to eat some?"

"I will eat together with you all."

She didn’t insist and continued her work.

"Do you want to talk to me about something?" he asked.

"I’m not sure," she replied.

"I know you heard everything while standing outside the room," he commented.

Her hand, busy cutting the vegetables, paused.

"I want to know what you’re thinking," he said again.

Putting the knife aside, she looked at him, her eyes moist. "Can I really continue to call you my brother?"

"I am your brother and will always be one. That will never change," he assured her.

"I... I thought... I no longer had a brother," tears rolled down her cheeks. "I felt as if I lost something really important."

Lucian wiped her tears away and caressed her head. "We are a family. You are my little sister, and I will always take care of you as your elder brother."

She hugged him. She barely reached his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. "And you are my brother. I don’t want anything to change."

He hugged her back, a light smile painting his lips. All he wanted was to have his family with him. Without them, he couldn’t imagine living this life. They were his everything.

After a while, when she was calm, she looked at him. "But are you really the same brother I used to have?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"The number of words you’ve spoken since you arrived—I think I hadn’t heard that many during all these years by your side. You’re not mute at all."

Lucian tapped her head lightly at what she said.

"Ouch... that hurts." She rubbed her head. "Now I know you’re truly the same one."

He smiled lightly, wondering if he really hadn’t talked much before. Mute? The word reminded him of someone who often called him that. Her words rang in his ears: ’I like it when you’re mute.’

They all shared a meal together, enjoying family time with Ken and his wife. Later, Lucian, Gwen, and Paul explained Lucian’s true identity to Ken and his wife, leaving them in shock.

"You are a lord? A lord of the northeast?" Ken asked in disbelief. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

Lucian nodded. "The eastern part of it."

"All along, we were with a lord and didn’t know," Ken repeated, stunned. "If we have offended you in any way, please forgive us."

"You have always been a great help, Ken, and I would never forget it," Lucian said sincerely and looked at his mother, urging her to proceed.

"How about you and your wife come with us to the northeast, Ken? There, we can all live as a family," Gwen asked.