He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 299

Nelson walked into his grandmother's wing. When the old woman saw the blood soaking his back, she stood up in shock. "What on earth happened now?"

The resident physician rushed over to treat his wounds.

His shredded flesh had fused with the fabric of his shirt, requiring the doctor to carefully cut it away. Just looking at it was agonizing.

The matriarch gripped her cane tightly and rubbed her temple. "Don't scare me like this. What did you do to make your grandfather so furious?"

It was obvious he had suffered the family's brutal discipline. Ten lashes. The old man had actually shown mercy.

Ten more, and his back would have been permanently ruined.

The doctor systematically snipped the ruined fabric away, working methodically to clean the lacerations.

Nelson didn't bat an eye, but his grandmother noticed the faint red scratch on his cheek. That wasn't from a whip; it was made by a woman's fingernail. She offered a teasing scolding. "You and Lydia certainly seem to be getting along."

Right on cue, Lydia walked in holding Josie's hand.

Josie's face was still tear-stained. Spotting her great-grandmother, she sprinted over and buried her face in the old woman's embrace.

"Sweetie, what brings you here?"

The matriarch's failing health meant she rarely left her wing, and Josie rarely visited.

But she adored the little girl. Josie's features were undeniably those of The Saint Family.

Smiling warmly, she asked Reginald Shaw to prepare some desserts and fruit. She wiped the tears from Josie's eyes. "That old man is too much, doling out punishments right in front of a child. Look how terrified she is."

She then looked up at Lydia. "Take a seat, Lydia."

While the matriarch deeply resented Yvonne Saint, she was relatively satisfied with Lydia.

The Thorne Family was an equal match for them, and in the years since the marriage, Lydia hadn't caused any scandals. She generally appeared considerate and docile.

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