Wolves, Maces, And Blood novel Chapter 35

Cecilia looked nervous and shook her head, “No! Mom, don’t think about it and don’t say it again. How could I ever like him? I’m just…”

“I just couldn’t pull myself away.”

With that, she blushed again.

It was impossible to fall in love with Sean at first sight after half a day together. That would be out of character for Cecilia, much less for her current situation.

In recent years, Matthew Moore was paralyzed, Phyllis was still young, and Marcia took early retirement. Cecilia had to take care of them all by herself, as well as the family’s living expenses.

She was a woman with a heavy burden on her shoulders!

Now, she’d been kicked out of the Moore Group, had lost her job, and was facing a serious existential crisis. How could she spare any thought for love under such circumstances?

What was more, the sudden pregnancy five years ago had been particularly traumatic for her. For love, for the man, she had no yearning, only exclusion.

“Really?”

Marcia frowned. She couldn’t believe her.

“Of course, it’s true.”

Cecilia said firmly, “Mom, when have I ever lied to you? For five years, I’ve been investigating the pregnancy. If I don’t figure that out, if I don’t find Phyllis’s real father, I can’t get over this.”

“Until then, I will never accept another man!”

“As for Sean…”

With that, Cecilia glanced toward the door and sighed, “Mom, as you can see, he’s been convicted, he’s been in prison, he’s been aggressive, he’s been violent, but every time he hits someone, he does it to protect me and Phyllis, to protect our family.”

“He was nice to Phyllis, and she wanted to be close to him. Let him stay with us if Phyllis is happy. He just got out of prison and he is homeless, which is kind of pathetic.”

Phyllis surprised everyone by liking Sean so much.

Even Cecilia had to admit that she didn’t feel as strongly against Sean as to other men. It was a wonderful feeling, like when Sean held her hand, she almost instinctively wanted to break it, but when she failed, she blushed and her heart raced, but she didn’t feel disgusted.

This, however, she dared not tell Marcia.

“You’re right.”

Marcia thought about it and asked suddenly, “The clothes, the car, they cost $7 million! How does a rapist out of jail get so much money?”

“Did you ask him? Where did he get the money?”

Cecilia shook her head, “He didn’t say, and I didn’t ask. After all, we are not a real couple. We weren’t married yet. He has money. That’s his business. I can’t ask too many questions.”

“But…”

Marcia said with concern, “What if the money came in the wrong way? If he rapes, he robs. If the money was stolen, and we were prosecuted later, wouldn’t it bring down our whole family?”

“It’s…”

Cecilia didn’t know what to say.

“No!”

Marcia gritted her teeth and said, “You want him to stay with us, fine, but only if we find out who he is. Isaac picked him up from prison, so who knows if he made a deal with Isaac to beat him up in front of us?”

“If that were the case, he might have something up his sleeve!”

The more she talked, the more worried she became.

Marcia reached for a kitchen knife and snorted, “You go, get him over here, I’ll talk to him alone, and if he tries anything against you and Phyllis, I…”

“I’ll fight him to death!”

The better Sean did, the more confused and worried Marcia became. If these doubts remained, she saw Sean as a time bomb waiting to go off.

It was too dangerous to keep Sean at home!

Cecilia couldn’t beat Marcia, so she turned around and left the kitchen to call Sean. But no sooner had she reached the living room than she saw something unexpected.

In the living room.

Matthew Moore was sitting in his wheelchair. Sean was squatting in front of him, rubbing his legs and washing his feet.