Chapter 5 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

After the prayers, Grandpa’s casket would be brought to the cemetery for burial. It was already noon when we arrived, but Anthony still hadn’t shown up.

Anthony had yet to make an appearance even after the funeral was over. Charlie soon approached me with Helen on his arm as he urged to me, “Letty, your Grandpa George won’t be coming back ever again. Go and tell Anthony to stop holding a grudge against his grandfather——the old man doesn’t owe him anything.”

Helen scoffed. “She is merely an ingrate. Dad treated her well over the past few years for nothing.”

“Stop it!” Charlie glared at her before he glanced at me helplessly. “It’s late. Your grandpa’s funeral is already over. Go home now.”

“Thank you, Uncle Charlie,” Both Helen and Charlie were over fifty years old. They didn’t have any children and lived comfortably on the shares of Featherstone Corporation.

Helen could be rather sharp-tongued, but she wasn’t a bad person at all. They were a loving couple, envied by many others.

As they walked away, I stood in front of George’s grave, still deep in thought. My relationship with Anthony would possibly come to an end since Grandpa had passed on.

I’m going to lose him, after all.

“Grandpa, take care. I’ll visit you later.” I bowed sincerely before I spun on my heels to leave. In spite of that, I was momentarily shocked by the sight that greeted me.

When did Anthony arrive?

He was dressed in black, his expression thunderous. He was standing close by and was gazing at George’s gravestone sternly. I was unable to sense the thoughts that were running through his mind.

At the sight of me, he hurriedly urged, “Let’s go.”

Did he come to pick me up?

I stopped him hurriedly just as he was about to leave. “Anthony, Grandpa has passed on. You should let it go. After all, he has sacrificed a lot for you over the years…”

Seeing that his gaze darkened, I trailed off hesitantly.

I expected him to fly into a rage, but he merely turned around and left.

I followed him out of the cemetery. The sky was already dark by now. The driver who had brought me here had left because Anthony was here.

Left with no other option, I got into Anthony’s car. He started the engine and drove off silently. I clenched my fingers, wanting to ask him about Rylee, but when I saw his dark expression I thought better than to do it.

After a long silence, I couldn’t help but ask, “How is Ms. Lorraine doing?” I didn’t push her, but she did happen to fall in front of my eyes.

The vehicle let out an ear-splitting screech as it came to an abrupt halt. I was thrown forward by the force of it. Before I could react, Anthony pinned me down and leaned over.

The man was glowering at me icily. Keenly detecting a sense of danger, I recoiled as I soon parted my lips. “Anthony.”

“How do you want her to be?” he mocked. “Sienna, do you seriously think that I won’t divorce you because of the box Grandpa has given you?”

My heart skipped a beat. Did he find out after merely a few hours? That’s fast.

“I didn’t push her.” I met his gaze and held back the bitterness in my heart. “Anthony, I am completely unaware of the contents inside the box. I wasn’t about to use it to threaten you to stay married to me. Since you want a divorce, fine. Let’s get one tomorrow.”

The sky was fully dark by now. I could hear the rain splattering outside the window as a heavy silence hung in the air.

Anthony was stunned that I had suddenly agreed to divorce him. After a brief pause, he sneered. “Rylee is still in the hospital. Are you planning to get a divorce so that you can get away unscathed?”

“What do you want me to do?” As his beloved was in the hospital, it was evident that he wouldn’t allow me to leave so easily.

“You’ll have to take care of her starting tomorrow,” he straightened his back and announced, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel casually.

I was unaware of what he was planning, so I merely nodded in agreement.

Sometimes, one could possibly feel inferior in a relationship for no reason. I was accustomed to following Anthony’s requests. I also constantly obeyed his orders even though I despised them.

As the vehicle approached the city, I thought he would drop me off at the villa. To my utter surprise, he headed straight toward the hospital instead.

The smell of antiseptic wafted in the air, permeating every corner of the hospital. I didn’t like it, but I followed Anthony quietly to Rylee’s ward.

Rylee was hooked to an IV drip. She was lying on the bed, her appearance all the more frail and petite.

When she saw me entering with Anthony, her expression fell. She spoke up after a long silence, “I don’t want to see her, Anthony.”

Her child had died and her motherlike vibe was gone. She grew increasingly cold and resentful instead.

Anthony approached her and pulled her into his arms. Resting his chin on her forehead in an effort to comfort her, he hurriedly uttered, “She’s here to take care of you. It’s only right for her to do that.”

Their adoration and intimacy pierced straight through my heart like an iron shard.

Rylee parted her lips to say something but she eventually decided against it. Hence, she flashed a smile at Anthony. “Okay, I’ll let you call the shots.”

They were talking about me; nevertheless, I didn’t get to join in on the discussion.

I was merely forced to listen to their arrangements.

Anthony was a busy man. He was a Featherstone but did not attend George’s funeral. He had to run the family business, so he didn’t have time to accompany Rylee throughout her stay at the hospital.

It seemed like the only person who was free to look after Rylee was me.

At two in the morning, Rylee was still awake as she had slept too much throughout the day. There were no extra beds in the hospital so I resorted to sitting on a chair beside her bed.

Sensing that I was still awake, Rylee soon turned her gaze to me. “Sienna, you’re too inferior.”

I didn’t know what to say in response. I stared at the ring on my finger for a long time before I looked up. “Isn’t love supposed to be like this?”

She did not understand what I meant. After a pause, she broke out into a grin. “Aren’t you tired of it?”

I shook my head. Everything in life is tiring. All I did was fall in love with a man.

“Can you pour me a glass of water?” she inquired, sitting up straight.

I nodded and rose to my feet to get her a glass of water.

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