Chapter 377:
They Are Not Yoegers Kathleen nodded. Charles instructed, “It's getting late.
Go on and head to sleep.
Don’t Forget thatyou're still injured.” “I'm all right,” replied Kathleen with a shake of her head.
She added, “My injuries have long healed, Charles.
Why don't you letme stay up to keep watch? You should rest.” “There's no need.
You can get some rest.
I'm still around.” Given that he was her brother, there was no way that he could allow her to stay up and watch over him all night. “All right then,” conceded Kathleen as she yawned widely.
She added, “I'll drop by again tomorrow.” “Okay.” He nodded his head in acknowledgment. With that, Kathleen rose to her feet and declared, “I'll be heading off to bed then.” Following that, she proceeded up the stairs without sparing so much as a second glance at Samuel.
For his part, Samuel merely sat there motionless and did not react to her departure. “What do you want to talk to me about?” asked Charles slowly. However, Samuel merely shook his head silently.
He had only stayed back as he wasn't feeling particularly sleepy. Faced with such silence, Charles finally rose to his feet and walked over to sit next to Samuel.
After a brief pause, Charles asked, “I don't think you need me to explain what my granny was getting at with her words earlier, do you? Deep down, you should know as well.” As per before, Samuel did not say a single word in response. Charles was egged on and slowly added, “Since you understand, then from today onward, shouldn't you—” “What if she isn't disappointed in me?” countered Samuel suddenly. Charles was caught off guard momentarily.
He gazed at Samuel with a long and meaningful look before he replied, “Are you seriously suggesting that you haven't given up by now?” “I'll never give up for the rest of my life,” replied Samuel in a low voice.
“I'll keep at it until I meet my end.
It's just that I don't want to force her anymore.” “Well, I can't force you.
The choice is yours.
After all, I'm sure Kate won't fall in love with you,” replied Charles casually.
“She's not like how she was before.
Haven't you realized that she doesn't care too much about you these days?” “I don't need you to remind me of that.
You can stay up by yourself,” replied Samuel tersely as he suddenly stood up in defiance. Charles paused for a moment in surprise before he lightly commented, “I couldn't tell at first, but it seems like you wanted to accompany me just now.” Samuel's expression was icy cold as he replied, “You're thinking too much.
I just wanted some time to myself so I could organize my thoughts.
It's just that you're too irksome.” With that, he turned and proceeded to take his leave. As he did so, his gaze suddenly flickered upward, and he saw a figure swiftly disappear from sight on the second floor. He pressed his thin lips together lightly as he wondered if Kathleen had been eavesdropping on them the entire time. On the second floor, Kathleen quickly returned to her room and shut the door behind her.
She pressed her back firmly against the door as she strained her ears to pick up any sound of movement from the other side of the door. Soon enough, she picked up on the increasingly vivid sound of approaching footsteps. Samuel came to a stop right before her door and spoke in his usual low voice.
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