Chapter 807

Silas had shown up again.

He was wearing an oversized hospital gown, and the back of his hand still bore the telltale white tape from a recent IV drip.

So, he had come straight from the hospital.

Marguerite wasn't particularly surprised. Deep down, she had a feeling Silas would seek her out, though she hadn't expected it to be so soon.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Marguerite headed to the kitchen, but then she remembered that Silas's current condition meant he shouldn't have anything cold. She picked up the kettle to make him some tea instead.

As the water poured into the kettle, Silas appeared behind her, gently taking the kettle from her hands and reminding her, "You've got a fever. Go sit down."

Marguerite stood there, unmoving.

This was typical of Silas. Whenever he came to her place, whether it was to cook or handle anything else, he acted as if he were in his own home.

But this familiarity unnerved Marguerite.

"Why did you call off the engagement?"

Silas paused for a moment, then placed the kettle on the stove.

as Silas took her by the wrist and led

was gradually darkening, and it was only then that Marguerite realized the brilliant sunset was giving way to

sadder than dawn, much like the way Silas was

and

at

"I don't know."

what? Why you called off the engagement with her?" Marguerite was

slightly, "I don't know how to

me drag it out of you,” Marguerite's patience was wearing thin. Talking to him always felt like

conversations and her

looked earnestly

think I

someone or you don't. What do you mean you 'don't

from a good family, and her education is top-notch. But when we're together, I just feel... nothing. I've always

left Marguerite

her any reason to think you were interested, how did you end

a loss for words. Even he felt baffled

every attempt

he and Violet become an item? When did they become a

anything about their supposedly happy

now, he hadn't seriously questioned

he thought of Violet, the

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