Chapter 94 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

“You’re my sister,” he said in a quiet yet assertive tone.

Amused by his reply, I huffed, “You know we’re not biological siblings.”

He nodded and agreed, “Yes.”

It seemed like my response had not affected him at all, and I quietly sighed to myself.

Putting down my spoon, I said, “I’m full. It’s getting late now, so I’m going back.”

He stood up when I did and offered, “I’ll send you home.”

In the past, he was the personification of horror. Now, he was more like a pest that I could not shoo away no matter what I did.

Then, the car drove toward Peakville Estate, a luxurious residential area. As the car drove on the path sheltered by trees, I listened to the occasional bird cries.

He was silent the entire way, and I did not start a conversation either.

Finally, the car stopped in front of the house. Looking at me, he asked, “Are you not going to invite me in for some tea?”

“This is not the right time.” With that said, I left the car.

He followed me out of the car and stopped me. “Even if you refuse to admit it, we’re still siblings. There is no reason for me not to meet my brother-in-law. Sienna, you can’t deny the fact that you have no other family members. Other than me, your brother in name, you have no one else.”

His words were a dagger that pierced through my heart, making it difficult for me to take in the next breath. Looking at him, I felt rather upset that my chest felt tight. “John, you can’t take your story and make it mine. You have no family and no friends. You have nothing in your heart. You can’t define me with your story.”

I knew he was lonely, but I had never broached the topic with him. The moment the topic started, there would be no reason for it to stop. Looking at his gloomy expression, I continued, “I once had Grandma, and now, I have my husband and child. I have Macy too. I’m not like you. You’re a lone wolf, and that’s why you have nobody.”

His grip on my wrist was hurting me, and his expression was as dark as night. “You’re the same as me, Sienna. You can’t deny the fact that Anthony doesn’t love you. You know this well.”

His gaze landed on my stomach, and the look in his eyes turned apathetic. “This child won’t bear the bright future you’re looking forward to. As for Macy, you know better than anyone else that she’ll leave one day. That’s why you’re the same as me; you’re a lone wolf too. In that case, why do you refuse to be with me? I will give you everything you want. We will form a family like we used to be, and we’ll quietly live our lives in the house at R Province. Doesn’t that sound good?”

I furrowed my brows before I pulled my hand away. However, I could not, so I raised my head to look into his eyes and I pitied him. “John, there are many people in this world that can be with you for the rest of your life. Stop looking for me, okay?”

He sneered again as pain crept upon his face. “You don’t understand!”

But I did. For someone who had darkness and loneliness in their heart, they wouldn’t hold on to the sunlight even if the sun came. He couldn’t let me go not because of love, but because he felt that I would be the same as Grandma. We would never chase him away no matter how despicable he was. The house in R Province would forever be his home.

He had no sense of belonging, and that was why he was lonely.

Sensing a cold gaze, I could not help but turn around to see Anthony staring at the two of us by the doorway.

I took my hand back and kept a distance away from John. It had been an instinctive move; I knew it was meaningless for me to do that, for John might not even care about it.

However, it was already a habit I could not get rid of.

Looking at John, I muttered, “Go back. I’ve buried Grandma at Hillcrest Cemetery. If you miss her, go visit her there.”

After finishing his words, I noticed that all emotions were gone from his face except for a tinge of loneliness.

“John, things that had gone by can only stay in the past. We can’t turn back the time. We can only move forward. If we keep turning back to look at our memories, we’ll only feel sorrowful, and we’ll never be able to do anything else.”

After Grandma passed on, I never returned to the house at R Province. I knew from then on, I was all by myself in this world.

I was a leaf with no roots. No matter how much I struggled, at the end of the day, someone would pick me up from the ground and throw me into the bin.

At that, I spared no glance at John and entered the villa.

I had not been back for half a month, but nothing had changed. The only difference was that there were fresh flowers in the house, and they made the house a little livelier.

Mrs. Eriksen looked much wearier than the last time I saw her. When she noticed me, she quickly glimpsed at Anthony behind me before smiling. “The two of you left for such a long time. Half a month! I was beginning to think that this isn’t a home anymore.”

After a pause, she sighed, “I’m glad the two of you are back now.”

It was hot in the afternoon, and the heat made me restless. I barely had any words to say to anyone, to begin with, and now, I was even starting to feel tired. After a brief chat, I retreated to the bedroom.

Anthony followed me, but I said nothing to him. All I did was climb onto the bed and shut my eyes, prepared to sleep.

I thought Anthony would say something or even lose his temper, but he never said a single word the entire time. The room sounded abnormally silent.

After a moment, I felt the side of the bed sink in. In the next second, I was pulled into his arms.

Soon, the sound of even breathing traveled into my ears, and I fell asleep to that sound.

It was just an afternoon nap, so I woke about an hour later. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by Anthony’s handsome features.

I lay still, quietly watching him.

How long have I now looked at him like this?

All of a sudden, his eyes flew open, and we locked eyes as I froze.

“You’re awake?” he asked. As he just woke, his voice was still hoarse. He lifted his hand to tuck the stray strands of my hair behind my ears before he continued to stare at me.

After a while, I started feeling uncomfortable by his silent staring, so I cleared my throat. Supporting myself up with my elbow and about to leave the bed when he held me down. He raised a brow and queried, “Where are you going?”

“I’m getting out of the bed.” I moved again, but he held my body down again.

Furrowing, I huffed, “Anthony, let go of me!”

However, he heeded none of my words. He pressed me onto the bed and his hand slid to my stomach. I was five months pregnant now, and I was starting to feel the motions of the baby in me.

Sensing the movement of the baby in the stomach, a bright smile grew on his face. He exclaimed, “The baby’s moving!”

He was like a child, and I could not help but chuckle, “Yes. I want to get out of the bed.”

Visibly brightening up, he sat up and helped me to a sitting position while leaning onto the headboard. Gesturing for me not to move, he then placed his ear on my stomach.

After a few seconds, he grinned and looked at me. “Do you feel uncomfortable when the baby moves?”

My jaw dropped. Do men really have a brain?

“If you’re really curious, you can read up some books about pregnancy. Maybe you can learn something from it, and your knowledge might be put to use in the future.” Then, I moved to leave the bed again.

Right then, he hugged me from behind. “Lie down for a little longer.”

I pried his arms off and frowned when I noticed the new marks on his arms. They looked like scratch wounds. The scabs had fallen off, and the wound of the injuries was still red.

Noticing my stiffened body, his eyes followed my gaze to his arms. Immediately, he retracted them and casually asked, “What do you want to eat later?”

I remained quiet.

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