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."

stared at him in disbelief. "How can you be so heartless? Are you really going to

opened the door for you, let alone given you my breakfast and lunch for

breakfast and lunch? He's calling that breakfast

be joking,

found it hard to believe, let

luxury. They had never even seen anything so unappetizing

believe it, and

didn't care whether they believed him or

had a good life, but you chose to ruin it. Fine, ruin it if you want, but don't come here pretending to visit me. You never cared about me

nowhere else to go, I can take you in for a few days because

would defnitely work, but she didn't

face burned with shame, her anger bubbling just beneath the

her teeth tightly, she forced herself to speak calmly "Dylan, can't you give me one more

chimed in, "Yes, Dylan. Everyone makes mistakes. Besides, Sophie is still

not that young anymore!" Dylan cut Matthew off, his patience snapping. "Do

did nothing wrong, yet because of Sophie, because of us, she ran 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

couldn't hold back anymore. 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 truly drove Eliza to

anger vanished in