427.Chapter 427
Dylan spent the entire night sitting outside the gates of Saint Grace Nunnery, lost in thought.
It wasn’t until the morning bell tolled, accompanied by faint chanting from within, that he finally rose to his feet.
He cast one last, lingering glance at the tightly shut gates before dragging his stiff, chilled body down the mountain
By the time he retumed to the thatched cottage, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
Dylan noticed a faint glow of candlelight coming from his thatched cottage in the distance,
He frowned slightly.
He thought, ‘It is almost dawn. Have Matthew and Sophie still not gone to bed?‘
Feeling something was off, Dylan quickened his pace. He soon reached the door of his cottage and knocked firmly.” Matthew, open the door,”
“Coming!” Matthew’s voice rang out, followed by the spund of hurried footsteps. Moments later, he opened the door for Dylan.
Dylan glanced inside and saw Sophie sitting on his bed, carefully massaging her ankle.
“Why are you still up? Didn’t I tell you to get some rest? You need to leave first thing in the morning, Dylan said, his tone sharp but calm.
“Dylan, are you really that eager to send us away?” Matthew retorted, his brows furrowing in frustration.
“Do whatever you want, Dylan replied coldly, “But Sophie has to go. We’re at the foot of Mount Westin, and Eliza is up at Saint Grace Nunnery. I don’t want her to get the wrong idea.”
Dylan stepped inside, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.
The kettle hadn’t been used this morning, so naturally, it only held cold water.
The icy water sent a chill through Dylan’s body, but it also cleared his mind.
He thought. That’s right. Sophie absolutely can’t stay here.
If Eliza found out Sophie was here, our fragile progress would shatter instantly.
And after that, Eliza would never forgive me.”
Dylan slammed the cup down after finishing the cold water, his face hardening as he snapped, “Enough. Since you’re awake, it’s perfect timing. Get out of here right now!”
“Right now?” Matthew’s voice rose sharply. “Dylan! What are you so afraid of? Eliza is your sister, sure, but aren’t we family too?
“You’re kicking us out before dawn because of Eliza?”
“Silence!” Dylan’s voice thundered over Matthew’s, his piercing gaze locking onto his younger brother. “Let me make this clear. The only reason I’ve given you any leeway is because you’re my brother. But as for Sophie, she is not my family, and she is definitely not my sister!”
Dylan’s tone turned icy. “My sister is Eliza, and no one can ever take her place! You were right last night. It’s true that! played a part in driving Eliza to despair and forcing her to join the nunnery. But it wasn’t just me.
“You, Benedict, Anthony, even Father. We all share the blame for pushing her to that point. And for that, every single one of us will pay the price.”
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