Chapter 89

I quickly wiped away my tears and walked to the door, peeking through the peephole. Seeing Silas standing outside with something in his hands, I opened the door. He stared at my red, swollen eyes. "What happened? Your eyes are swelling." I covered my face with my hand and mumbled, "I've slept for too long. That's all." Silas chuckled and followed me inside. "Do I look like an idiot? If you're going to make up an excuse, at least try a better one." I shot him a glare and replied coldly, "And if you already know it's an excuse, why bother calling me out?" I opened the fridge, looking for something to use as a cold compress for my puffy, unsightly eyes. Silas leaned an arm against the fridge, watching me with amusement. "Let me guess why the pretty lady's crying. Ah—must be over a man." I clicked my tongue and pulled a few ice cubes from the freezer. "Can you not bring up the one thing I'm trying not to think about? Play dumb for once, will you?" I tried pressing the ice cubes