As Harper saw him in so much anguish, her eyes turned sad again, “Are you not going to see her ever again?”
Silas fell silent. “I might be able to stop thinking about her if I don’t see her again. But if I do… will I lose my mind with jealousy?” He wondered.
He sat in the same spot for a long time before he slowly calmed himself and looked at Harper.
“Take care of yourself!”
He then pushed the wheelchair and headed towards the door. Seeing his fragile figure in the wheelchair, Harper felt bad for
him.
She chased after him and asked, “Will you answer my calls in the future?”
Silas looked up at her with his red-rimmed eyes, then nodded slightly.
It was only then that Harper felt relieved, “Remember to tell me when you’re able to move on.”
Silas nodded with a smile. There was no trace of resentment on his gentle and handsome face, only resignation.
When he moved out of Gmissta, it was windy and cold. Sitting in the wheelchair, he looked up at the flurrying sno wflakes in the night sky.
“Camille…”
He called softly, and Camille who was standing behind him. immediately bent over to ask him what was wrong, but he saw that the man’s eyes were brimming with tears.
The wind blew over, taking his faint voice along, but Camille could still hear it, “I miss her so much, but she’s already
someone else’s she-wolf.”
At a loss, Camille stood where he was. Staring at the man who
was an influential CEO in the Wolverly Capital, he couldn’t help sympathizing with him.
They all thought that he was able to move on, but only Camille
knew that this man, who had lost his beloved in Arcadia,
would never forget her for the rest of his life.
He had once asked Silas, “How could you forget Ms. Palmer?”
And Silas had told him, “I had lost her after forgetting about her, and I would not forget her ever again until my death.”
As Camille stared at him in a daze, the man said, “I’ll never be able to mate the one I want to mate…”
Camille tightened his grip on the handles of the wheelchair, “Mr. Sterling, I’m sure there will be a better person who will mate you in Ms. Palmer’s stead…”
Silas did not reply and just lowered his head as he said softly, “Let’s go…”
Standing on the steps of Gmissta, Harper gazed after and felt bad for him.
She remembered that Silas fell in love with Taya when they were very young.
She had no idea how long it had been, but she knew his love for Taya was as strong as Griffon’.
Harper sometimes thought that if Silas mated Taya sooner, probably she would never end up with Griffon.
“But… some people love each other deeply but are destined to be apart.” She thought.
“That’s because fate has chosen a candidate for us, and that candidate has probably begged for it in his or her previous life.”
“Therefore, who are we to say whether it is Silas or Griffon who has come first?”
Harper sighed deeply, “I hope you can also find your own happiness in the future.”
Harper came down from the steps and neared her car. When she looked up, an overcoat was tossed over.
Preston, who usually acted gentlemanly, curtly raised his chin at her, “Put it on.”
Harper wrapped her arms around the stiff overcoat and looked at him, “Didn’t you leave? Why have you come back?”
Preston put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, and his gaze fell on the car in the distance, “If I hadn’t come back, I wouldn’t be able to see you meeting another man, would I?”
Too far away to see what the man in the wheelchair looked like and not familiar with Silas, Preston hadn’t guessed that it was him.
In a low mood, Harper did not bother to explain. She returned the overcoat to Preston, then opened her car door without saying a word.
When she was about to get into the car, the man’s hand held onto the door before shutting it with a bang.
Harper leaned against the car door and looked at him helplessly, “What the f*ck do you want?”
With a cold face, Preston unfolded his overcoat and wrapped it around her. He then put his hands on the roof of the car behind her and bent over to trap her.
“Harper Duke, let me ask you something. If I mate you, are you going to stop fooling around?”
“She just went on a blind date in the afternoon and was meeting another guy just now. Am I nothing to her?” He wondered unhappily.
When Harper heard the word ‘mate’, she was stunned, but the last sentence upset her.
“Preston, listen carefully- I will not mate you! As for me fooling around, it has nothing to do with you because I’m not your girlfriend, okay?”
She pushed him off her, then turned around to open the car door, but he hugged her from behind.
Probably due to the good genes of the Knight pack, Preston was rather tall and was a head taller than her when he did so.
Preston buried his chin in Harper’s neck and nudged it weakly.
“I found out that I’ve always wanted to look for you and to see you since we broke up.”
He paused for a while, then said in a deep and somber voice, “I think I’ve probably fallen in love with you a bit…”
Stunned, Harper turned her head, “Have you been drinking again?”
Every time he got drunk, he would say something nice to coax her to be with him again.
Preston shook his head, “Not this time.”
Harper looked ahead at the snowfl akes falling under the streetlights, then looked over her shoulder at him after a moment of silence.
“All of your former girlfriends would beg and pester you after you dumped them, but not me. That’s why you think I’m special, Actually…”
Harper paused for a moment, and when she spoke again her gaze had become firm with clarity, “You thought you have fallen in love, but the truth is that you just couldn’t accept that someone you lost has moved on completely.”
Preston froze and stared at the beautiful and expressive face as he asked in disbelief, “You have moved on?”
Although they broke up a long time ago, Harper had never said that she had moved on, and that made him think that she somehow still liked him.
But now…. she suddenly told him that she had moved on. Did it mean that all his efforts in trying to win her back were nothing but a joke to her?
Instead of recognizing his disappointment, Harper said nonchalantly, “We weren’t even that deeply in love during those few years. Isn’t it normal for me to move on after breaking up for so long?”
Feeling suffocated, Preston grew irritable at the same time.
Holding her tighter subconsciously, he said through clenched teeth, “Repeat what you said just now.”
Raising her snow-covered eyelashes, Harper stared at his gloomy face and said softly, “I’ve moved on.”
Preston felt his chest tightening, so much so that he could hardly breathe.
But such overwhelming anguish could not match the resentment brought upon by her words.
“I’m an idiot to have come look for you so many times!”
He was so angry that he let her go and stalked off after telling her that he would never look for her again.
Standing where she was, Harper touched the overcoat that he had wrapped around her and slowly lowered her head…
It wasn’t that she didn’t have the courage to accept Preston, but that she did not have it in her to try mating again.
“Besides…” Harper thought as she turned her head to stare after Preston as he left in his car.
“It seems like this young man is still a pup at heart…”