The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 422

422.Chapter 422

Sophie was bawling her eyes out, her tiny face streaked with tears, and her eyes red and swollen.

She reached out with her little hand, gently tugging at the corner of Dylan's shirt. Tilting her head slightly, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.

She looked like she truly realized her mistake, like she was sincerely pleading for Dylan's forgiveness.

But in reality, she thought, I've put on such a convincing act. Dylan's bound to fall for it!

Sophie was brimming with confidence.

She refused to believe Dylan could be so cold-hearted, seeing her like this and still not budging an inch

However, a sharp sound echoed through the thatched hut.

It wasn't Dylan slapping Sophie.

Instead, he had mercilessly swatted away her hand that was clutching his sleeve.

Dylan's expression was cold as ice. He looked down at Sophie and said in a frosty tone, "That's your problem, not mine."

can you be so heartless? Are you

wouldn't have opened the door for you, let alone given you my breakfast

rock-hard biscuits are his breakfast and lunch?

must be joking,

hard to believe, let alone

up surrounded by luxury. They had never even seen anything so unappetizing before, and yet Dylan claimed that was his meal

and

didn't care whether they believed

come here pretending

I don't care if you've truly angered Father or not. If you have nowhere else to go, I can take you in for a few days because we're brothers. But her?

her methods would defnitely work, but

face burned with shame, her anger bubbling

to speak calmly "Dylan, can't you give me

Everyone makes mistakes. Besides, Sophie

Matthew off, his patience snapping. "Do you know who's younger? Our sister

away from home. She was only fifteen, and now she's living her life in solitude, accompanied only by a flickering lamp. Do you think a simple 'I'm sorry' can

He shouted, "But that was Eliza's own choice! How can you blame everything on Sophie? Yes, she made mistakes, but wasn't it you who

anger vanished