Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 317: The Prisoner

Phil really seemed like what Julian had described when he arrived; he was as energetic like a five year old, despite Aurora thinking he would be exhausted from such a long flight. After showering, he was jumping around like a monkey.

Having grown up in the city, he was used to bustling street scenes, and the traditional architecture of Montgomery Manor seemed novel to him. He explored everything with the glee of a child, and to Aurora, he was just a big boy.

"Your cousin's personality is so different from yours," Aurora remarked again. Julian calmly replied, "It's not our personalities that differ, but our childhoods."

Aurora vaguely knew about his status as an illegitimate child, but she had never really delved into Julian's past.

"Julian, I've never asked about your childhood. Why did your ship sink in the ocean back then?" As a child, Aurora hadn't thought much about it, but now she was full of questions.

"Do you want to hear it?" Julian asked.

"Yes," she replied.

Julian embraced her, and they looked out together, the wind

my grandmother for not bearing a son. Despite family opposition at the time, the people of

My mother, being the eldest, was expected to shoulder heavy responsibilities, yet she disliked business from a young age and preferred

elegant ladies with oil-paper umbrellas; to witness the vast grasslands, where even after many years, people still rode horses and sang

her with joy, and she abandoned her wealth and prestige, taking only her sketchpad to the lands she had dreamt of at night. The country was so large that my grandfather's influence could not bring her back. Even though he tracked her down, she had already moved on to another beautiful and

Aurora shook her head, "The lady was truly passionate. Her spirit was free and should not be caged. She should be like an eagle in the desert mountains, soaring high where no one can bind her. She will live more freely than anyone. Some chase fame and fortune, but she chased freedom. How

desired," Julian said. After chasing her for three years, my grandfather truly let her go. He thought of her as a spirited bird, eager

She excitedly shared her adventures and the interesting things she encountered, while my grandfather listened quietly to her voice in the background. She considered returning home, but feared that my grandfather wouldn't allow her to leave again. She decided to wait until she had seen enough of the world

involuntarily turned cold, and Aurora

he was already over fifty, his children about my mother's age, much like many clichéd stories. He appeared when my mother was being harassed by villains, but in my mother's eyes, he was just a kind uncle. A somewhat like-minded uncle; they traveled countries together, and having a man by her side made her feel