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,

eyes inexplicably filled with

care of myself. When I have the chance, I'll come back to Hasen City to

Dylan's hair. "It feels like just yesterday you were all so young. Now you've grown so much, and you've become far more

ached,

late. I'll see

walked in silence until they reached the

parting, Dylan hesitated and

I couldn't' tell

is it?" Benedict looked at him,

barely above a whisper. "Be careful of Gabriel. Don't believe everything he says." With that, he pulled away and

Dylan's retreating figure disappear down the street. He then sighed, his thoughts swirling with uncertainty. He returned to the estate and made his way

As soon as he entered, Benedict dropped

now you are facing your punishment. You two certainly have a deep bond," Gabriel said, his voice cold as he picked up the whip from his desk. He strolled toward Benedict, towering over

there was no anger in

was gone now. Whatever

needed to be done. Before he could finish his thought, a sharp, searing pain struck

"Smack!"

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whip landed with brutal force,

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

remained motionless on the floor, silent as always. Gabriel's anger flared even further at the sight of Benedict's

be sure

"Smack!"

nun, abandoning

his lip, about to say something, but he

"Smack!"

nothing but trouble, causing problems at home, making a mess, then just leaving without a care. Worthless. Useless.