"Why are you here?" Pearl was at a loss. The thing you fear most will always appear.

"Did I interrupt your time together?"

Richard's voice sounded calm, but Pearl could sense his anger simmering beneath the surface. "Of course not. I'm just a little surprised," she replied.

Richard glanced at Silas, who was happily washing dishes inside. "Explain. Why is he here?" As he took in Pearl's pajamas, he pieced together that they had spent the night together. His eyes darkened. "He came to talk but couldn't get a taxi, so he stayed here," Pearl explained quickly. "He slept on the couch. We didn't interact."

If it had been anyone else, Richard might have let it go. But this was Silas, a man who kept thirsting for Pearl.

to me?" His expression turned cold, his eyes piercing. There was a faint smell of alcohol as he entered the house. If they hadn't been drinking together, it meant Silas had been drunk when he

Both scenarios angered Richard.

the sight

dishes, poked his head out and smiled at Pearl. "I've finished washing up. I'll mop the floor next... Oh. Mister Richard is here too. Have you had breakfast? We made too

to invite him.

He came here to cook for you?" Not only was Silas cooking, but he was also inviting him in as if he belonged there. He

the day

had ignored Pearl before, but now he

spoke felt like stepping on a landmine. She couldn't

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