Chapter 95 Under the Silver Veil
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Kate grew more emotional as she spoke, her voice thick with sorrow until she finally broke down in tears.
Listening to his grandmother’s tearful words through the phone, Felix felt an unfamiliar tightness in his chest. He took a deep breath and comforted her gently Don’t worry, Grandma.”
But Kate was still uneasy. “Felix, Lauric isn’t in a good ste right now. You need to comfort her a little.
more.”
“Sure.” Felix replied softly.
“She’s suffered too much, poor child. Her heart’s full of pain. You need to care for her, talk to her, and help her heal.”
“Grandma, I know what to do,” he promised.
Still. Kate.continued to remind him over and over, covering every detail. From making her sober–up soup to tucking her in at night, making sure she was warm and safe.
Felix listened patiently, quietly responding from time to time.
At the same time, Lauren had already drunk herself into a stupor. She tossed the empty bottle aside, her slender figure swaying unsteadily. In the next second, she was about to collapse.
Felix instinctively reached out and caught her. Lauren stumbled into his arms, soft and boneless, her dazed eyes filled with confusion as she tilted her head and asked, “Who are you?”
He quickly ended the call and steadied her. “You’re drunk,” he said quietly.
But Lauren acted as if she had not heard him. Her finger, trembling, reached out and poked at the bridge of his nose. Her speech was slurred, but her tone was surprisingly earnest. “You’re Elliot, aren’t you? You are El–li–ot!”
Her mood shifted abruptly. Her brows furrowed as her voice rose in anger. “Elliot, I hate you. You’re not my brother! Go away. I don’t need a brother like you anymore.”
As Lauren finished speaking, she shoved Felix with all her strength. But to him, it was no more than a kitten pawing at him, She, however, lost her balance from the force of her own push, falling backward.
Felix moved swiftly, his long arm encircling her slender waist and pulling her back toward him. “I’m not Elliot,” he explained patiently.
“Not Elliot?” Lauren tilted her head, blinking hard as if trying to focus. “Then you must be Lucas. Lucas is just as bad.”
Her cheeks puffed up with indignation. “I hate you the most! We grew up together in the orphanage. You said you’d protect me, but you helped Willow bully me instead. You said you’d study law to put the people who hurt me in jail. But you. Her breath hitched as fresh tears welled in her red–rimmed eyes. “You sent me to prison yourself….
As Lauren’s voice cracked, tears streamed down her face in fat, glistening drops. She raised her fist in the air, shaking it feebly. “Do you even know? Just because you said you’d protect me, I worked so many jobs, saved every cent, and put you through university. Do you know, I was afraid of hurting your pride, so I
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place and confess to a crime I didn’t commit? Why?”
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The night was like water, the moonlight pouring over the bridge and cloaking everything in a soft, silvery
veil.
Lauren stood there with her face streaked with tears, glimmering under the moon’s gentle glow.
“Don’t cry,” Felix said softly, his voice unusually patient
“I want to cry,” Lauren choked, wiping at her tears with he back of her hand. “I don’t need your fake kindness.”
She pushed him away again, staggering a few steps before she stubbornly steadied herself. ‘Lucas, I’ll never forgive you. Not in this lifetime. You’re a bastard.
A breeze swept past them, lifting the strands of hair from her forehead and carrying away the tears on her cheeks.
Felix stood there, watching her quietly. His normally cold, sharp expression softened, if only slightly. He didn’t speak. He simply waited until she had cried herself hoarse and her strength ebbed away,
Then, he finally stepped forward. With slow, careful movements, he bent down and slid his arms beneath her legs and back, lifting her easily into his embrace.
Lauren was small–sized, barely over five feet tall, and painfully thin. She felt light in his arms, almost fragile. Her head lolled against his broad chest, stray locks of hair falling messily over her tear–streaked face.
The moonlight stretched their shadows long across the bridge, intertwining on the ground beneath them.
Inside the car. Josh was driving in silence when he suddenly heard his boss speak.
“You told Grandma?” Felix’s voice was mild, unreadable
Josh flicked his gaze to the rearview mirror, sneaking a glance. His boss’s expression was calm, like he had only asked out of casual interest. But Josh knew better. His boss’s thoughts were never so easy to grasp.
He laughed nervously. “Mr. Brooker, I just wanted to ease Madam Kate’s worries.”
Felix’s voice turned cold. “You talk too much.”
Still grinning, Josh shrugged. “How is that talking too much? I’m concerned about you, Mr. Brooker.”
After his explanation, he glanced at Lauren again through the mirror. With her delicate face and slender frame, she and Felix really did make a striking couple. If only she were not so small–sized and thin….
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