Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2680

Sylvia’s expression didn’t change. She continued to pour him a glass of water, her eyes downcast, a soft, alluring light in them. “You figured it out?”

“Yes,” Eugene said with a nod, a hint of sadness in his voice. “I almost didn’t come. But I knew that avoiding it wouldn’t solve anything.”

He looked at her. “A couple of days before Grandma passed, I noticed a large sum of money had been deposited into my personal account. It was from Milanda. I called her to ask what it was for.”

“She said you told her it was my commission for referring clients to you.”

“That’s when I understood everything.”

He gave a wry, self-deprecating laugh. “You really don’t like being indebted to anyone, do you? You agreed to be my girlfriend to repay me for signing those hospital papers for you. That’s it, isn’t it? And you already knew that Grandma didn’t have much time left, so you stayed by my side during the hardest time of my life to repay me for staying with you when you were sick.”

“You left J City in her final days because you were afraid she would make a dying wish of you, something you couldn’t fulfill. You didn’t want to hurt a dying woman, so you left.”

Sylvia felt a pang of guilt. “I regret not being able to see her one last time.”

Eugene shook his head. “You called her every day. She was happy. She passed away peacefully.”

“That’s good to hear.”

Sylvia had always known Eugene was a smart man, which was why she had never worried about their breakup being messy.

He looked at her, his gaze searching. “Sylvia, do you have any feelings for me at all?”

Her eyes, full of a soft light, met his. “There was a point,” she admitted after a moment, “when I considered trying to have a real relationship with you, to start over. But I’m sorry. I can’t.”

“Because of him?” Eugene asked.

Sylvia smiled faintly. “Your grandmother did all of that for you, for the family. Do your best, and don’t let her down.”

Eugene nodded. “I understand what she did for me. I’m just sorry you had to go through all of this.”

“It wasn’t a hardship,” Sylvia said with a gentle smile. “When I was a child, living with my stepmother, my own grandmother was the only one who was ever kind to me. Just like you, I always wanted to run to her after I’d been hurt. But I wasn’t as lucky as you. My grandmother passed away when I was seven. Spending time with yours… it helped heal a part of me. So, helping her was something I wanted to do.”

A look of pain crossed Eugene’s face. “I wish I had known you when we were children.”

Sylvia just shook her head. “It’s all in the past.”

“In her second will,” Eugene said, “she still left you the dowry from the first one.”

“I won’t accept it,” Sylvia replied without hesitation.