The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

292.Chapter 292

"Did you hear that?" Gabriel's voice was cold and cutting. "Dylan's grown up, he's spreading his wings, all he cares about now is flying away. What do you think you're doing, defending him?"

"But..." Benedict was about to respond, but Dylan cut him off by grabbing his arm.

"Benedict, enough!" Dylan gritted his teeth, his voice strained. "I know you don't want me to leave, but I've had enough. I can't take this anymore."

When he spoke those last words, the disappointment and pain in his eyes pierced through Benedict's heart.

For a moment, Benedict felt drained, as if every ounce of strength had left him.

He lowered his head, closing his eyes in silence.

"Fine... go ahead, all of you," Benedict said quietly, his voice tinged with a slight tremor.

He had forced it, pushed for something that wasn't meant to be.

Benedict thought, 'I too have lost all hope in this family. How could I blame Dylan for feeling the same way? He was the first to wake up to the reality of it all. It must be better for him out there than it is here. I shouldn't have forced him to stay. If they're going to leave, then let them leave.'

"Gabriel, please, just this once, let him go. Don't punish him," Benedict said, bowing his head before Gabriel.

Gabriel studied Benedict for a moment, then glanced at Dylan, whose face was filled with anger. It seemed as though he understood something, and with a cold, indifferent tone, he said, "Do as you wish."

Benedict exhaled visibly in relief. Slowly, he stood up and grabbed Dylan's arm, guiding him toward the door. "Gabriel, wait here. I'll walk Dylan out."

Without another word, Benedict led Dylan out of Gabriel's study. The entire way, Benedict remained silent.

Once they reached his room, Benedict handed Dylan a bundle he had prepared earlier. "Take care of yourself. Look after Eliza and don't come back."

Benedict paused, forcing a weak smile onto his face, and gently patted Dylan's shoulder.

Benedict. You take care,

the bundle, his eyes inexplicably filled with a twinge of emotion as

I'll take care of myself. When I have the chance, I'll come

help but gently ruffle Dylan's hair. "It feels like just yesterday you were all so young. Now you've grown

his heart ached, Benedict

getting late. I'll

in silence until they reached the gates of the

hesitated and grabbed

what happened. I couldn't'

is it?" Benedict looked

Gabriel. Don't believe everything he says." With

street. He then sighed, his thoughts swirling with uncertainty.

returned." As soon as he entered, Benedict dropped

the whip from his desk. He strolled toward Benedict, towering over him with a stern expression. "Your lessons have been thorough," Benedict repiled, his

there was no anger in

Dylan was gone now. Whatever punishment

done. Before he could finish his thought, a sharp, searing pain struck across

"Smack!"

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unreadable as he stared at Benedict. His voice was cold and hard as he spoke, "I taught you, didn't I? To look after your siblings, to guide them. But now, look at this. One by one, they've grown their wings, no longer seeing this family as their place. They leave when they wish, and even dare to defy me. Is this how

Gabriel's anger flared even further at the sight of Benedict's silence. Without hesitation, he raised his hand

be sure to give you a proper reckoning today?

"Smack!"

a nun, abandoning her proper

say something, but he held

"Smack!"

trouble, causing problems at