The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 431

431.Chapter 431

Dylan and Matthew were both battered, their faces and bodies covered in cuts and bruises

Compared to Matthew, Dylan’s injuries were noticeably lighter.

After resting briefly, Dylan pushed himself off the ground and stood up.

He glanced at Sophie and Matthew and asked curtly, “How long are you staying?”

Sophie and Matthew exchanged a quick look at his question.

Matthew spoke up first, “Sophie twisted her ankle, no she needs time to recover. Probably about a month.”

Since Dylan had finally relented and agreed to let them stay, Matthew figured it was safer to ask for a longer duration.

A month should be enough time to complete the task their father had assigned.

Matthew cautiously mentioned a month, but Dylan’s expression remained unreadable. He neither agreed nor disagreed.

Dylan’s gaze shifted to the sides of the thatched hut. After a moment, he said, “I’ll put up two more rooms.

A month wasn’t too long, but it wasn’t exactly short either.

With only one room in the hut, it was clear it wouldn’t be enough for the three of them.

Building two simple additional rooms seemed like the best solution. It wouldn’t take much time or effort.

Even after Matthew and Sophie left, Dylan could still make use of the extra rooms.

With that thought in mind, Dylan added, “There’s some dry grass piled up behind the house. Once you’ve rested, take it out to dry in the sun. I’ll go buy some wood,”

After speaking, he turned to head inside to grab some money for purchasing timber from a nearby village.

But as soon as Sophie heard this, something clicked in her mind. She quickly called out, “Wait, brother!”

“I’ve told you not to call me brother.”

Sophie’s face turned pale, but she forced a smile. “Then… what should I call you?”

“Don’t call me anything. Just say what you want to say.” Dylan’s tone was cold, his expression even colder.

Sophie gritted her teeth, swallowing her frustration. “… I just thought, since we’re staying here with you, it’s only fair we help cover the cost of the wood you’re buying. I happen to have some money with me, so why don’t you use it?”

She pulled out a handkerchief, its faint fragrance lingering in the air, and unwrapped a string of copper coins.

Matthew frowned, glancing at Sophie in confusion.

He thought, Wait, aren’t we both broke?

“Where did Sophie suddenly get these coins? And why copper coins?”

They usually used silver pieces or gold. Copper coins were too small in value and too cumbersome to carry around.

He wouldn’t bother with them, and Sophie certainly wouldn’t either.

Dylan’s gaze lingered on the coins. At first glance, they seemed oddly familiar.

He stared at the string in Sophie’s hand for a moment, then abruptly turned and walked into the house.

“Dylan?” Sophie froze, her heart racing as she watched him disappear inside.

She thought, “I was so careful. There’s no way he’d notice… right?

Dylan moved quickly once inside. He pulled a wooden box from under the bed and opened it.

The strings of coins were all there. He counted them just to be sure. Not a single one was missing. He let out a quiet sigh of relief. ‘Guess I was overthinking it.”

“What did you go inside for? Why didn’t you take my money?” Sophie asked, feigning innocence.

She had only taken a few coins from each string, just enough to go unnoticed. Taking an entire string would have been too