He Chose My Sister. I Went Cold. Chapter 10

He Chose My Sister. I Went Cold. Chapter 10

Silas’s hands were covered in blood. He wiped them on his pants, then drove to the Cross house.

As soon as the car stopped, he heard voices from inside.

“Mom, what if Silas finds out I was the one who brought that man there?”

Claire’s voice was laced with panic.

My mother was comforting her.

“Don’t be afraid. As long as you deny it, there’s nothing he can do to you.”

Claire started crying again.

“The photos are everywhere. If Silas doesn’t marry me, I’ll have nothing left.”

My mother sighed.

“You were too impulsive. How could you post those photos yourself? In the end, you’re the one who suffers.”

My father spoke up.

“What’s the point of saying this now? Claire took things too far this time.”

The voices drifted out in fragments.

Silas stood outside the door, his mind a mess.

A few seconds later, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Claire was startled at first. Then she smiled, clearly thinking he had just arrived and knew nothing.

She hurried over and hugged him.

“Silas, where did you go? I was worried you hadn’t eaten, so I brought you some food.”

“I heard my sister is all right now. Don’t worry. In a couple of days, Mom and I will go take care of her.”

“I don’t blame my sister anymore. Even though she posted my photos everywhere, we’re still family.”

My mother joined in at once, a smile plastered on her face.

“That’s right. Let’s just let this pass. Don’t stay angry with Freya, either. She never had much of a proper education growing up.”

Listening to them, one sentence after another, Silas only felt sick.