"Since you've already talked to Silas, I'm sure you know that Pete's case is rather complicated. It's not something you would be able to solve by acting affectionately in front of Harry!"
I understood what Nicholas was trying to say. But what else could I possibly do to help Pete? So, I put on an innocent expression and looked at him.
Nicholas' infuriated expression was slightly funny. I jumped down from the sink and walked up toward him. Standing on my tiptoes, I placed a gentle kiss on his jaw and asked, "Then will this be enough?"
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, I stood on my tiptoes again, but he gently moved back to dodge my advances.
I shrugged. "I can see that you don't want to help me anymore."
Without waiting for an answer, I walked past him and prepared to leave. However, he quickly grabbed onto my wrist. Nicholas narrowed his eyes as he felt a wave of anger surge within him.
"What do you plan on doing?"
"I'll go talk to Harry. Since you won't be of much help, I'll just have to think of another way."
Nicholas scoffed. "What plan could you possibly conjure up?"
As someone who had lost a child, I understood the pain that came from losing one's child. "Don't they want some compensation? Pete should not bear that responsibility alone."
I slowly loosened Nicholas' grip from my waist and said gently, "I'm also partially to blame for the entire issue. After all, Pete was doing all that for me—"
Before I could finish my sentence, Nicholas pinched my chin, effectively silencing me. The pain spread instantly.
Nicholas' eyes turned red, and his tone was ice-cold. However, his eyes were shockingly gentle. "Marcus got what he deserved. He was the one who had hurt you.
"Pete was just helping the Heavens with justice. Who knew what kind of demon he'd spawn?"
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