Selena Kensington silently reached out her hand to wrap around Sterling Norwood’s waist, pressing her face against his back.
Feeling the warmth and sense of security emanating from the man, Selena’s heart settled.
"My father seems to have had a sister..."
"He advised us in his letters not to pursue the truth, to live the life we want and not to get involved in this ss. He also told us... not to leave Aethelgard for too long."
Selena took a deep breath, sowhat heavily asking, "He said those who chased after him no longer dare to step into Aethelgard again because this is the Norwood Family’s territory."
"So, you’re aware of what happened back then, aren’t you?"
The words that followed from Selena were very light, very light, yet enough for Sterling to hear.
She already had doubts when she saw the letter.
What are debts of sin? What are the worldly and cursed shackles?!
What is the reason behind all of this?
Moreover, my father referred to ’him’—who is he? Why did he tell to love bravely...
Selena subconsciously took on Sterling’s perspective.
The secret of her bloodline, the origins of the Norwood Family, Westport’s Mayfield Family... These are things she only began to encounter after eting Sterling.
Selena recalled Lark Mayfield’s expression at the ti.
Astonishnt, shock, and ridicule.
"Just how long have you known ?"
Selena boldly asked.
After a while, Selena finally heard Sterling’s deep voice say, "...a long ti."
Selena was dissatisfied with his evasive answer, pinching the soft flesh at his waist, "You’re being evasive with !"
Sterling was montarily speechless.
"I wasn’t being evasive. Indeed, it has been a long ti."
How could Sterling explain to her that he had known her since the mont she was born?
He rembered standing outside the room, looking towards the incubator where the infant Selena lay.
He stood there silently, watching her sleep.
A small, soft little person.
Sterling’s heart suddenly grew very soft, a peculiar feeling swept through his body, yet it was not unwelco.
It made him unable to move his feet.
His gaze remained fixed on her lying in the incubator.
There was always a voice in his heart urging him.
The person inside was his.
Only his.
Completely his.
This strange feeling of possessiveness was sothing he had never experienced before.
When he sensed the appearance of the ’bride’ destined for him at The Northwood Estate, he rushed over.
At the ti, he didn’t have any particular feelings about the so-called ’bride.’
It was only because of inherited mories that he knew this ’bride’ was rely a sacrificial offering.
To repay the sin committed by the Clan of Celestial Masters against the celestial order.
He naturally disdained the idea, but that feeling of agitation in his heart urged him on.
Helping him clearly perceive her existence.
This feeling of agitation annoyed him, made him restless.
Originally, he had only intended to resolve her quickly, so he wouldn’t have to be bothered by this matter again.
It would be easy for Sterling to pinch the life out of a helpless infant.
Yet unexpectedly, he encountered his lifelong yearning and salvation.
Just as Sterling noticed soone approaching and prepared to leave first.
He saw the tiny child in the incubator open her eyes.
In that mont, Sterling was suddenly frozen.
He saw her eyes wide open, curiously looking out the window towards him standing outside.
She seed to want to greet him, but knowing nothing, could only stare with wide eyes at him.
Her gaze was full of curiosity.
Eyes untainted by worldly influence were bright and pure, making his heart tremble.
At the mont she opened her eyes, Sterling felt as if a stream began to flow through his parched heart.
Flowing in, gradually perating into his cracked and dry heart.
His hollow heart seed to be filled bit by bit.
At that mont, he suddenly understood sothing.
This is his bride, who was ant to be his.
The young Sterling had already exhibited an inherent possessiveness deep within.
Sensitive feelings secretly took root and sprouted in his heart like seedlings.
Afterward, he changed his mind.
He returned to The Northwood Estate and did not leave again.
But he would command his n to gather information about Selena for him.
Although he could not personally watch her grow, he always paid attention to her every bit of growth.
Until his condition beca more severe, his episodes of madness and loss of control lasted longer and longer...
He was increasingly unable to control the tumult within his bloodline.
He desperately wanted to see her, have her alive in front of him.
Wanted to see the real her, see the smile on her face.
Finally, he awaited his light, drawing closer to him.
Sterling sighed and changed the topic, "Yes, I did investigate your parents’ matter."
"It was a mysterious organization. They were very cautious when they ca to Aethelgard and the Norwood Family didn’t notice in ti. By the ti we realized it, they had retreated to regions beyond and hid away."
"At the ti, I couldn’t leave The Northwood Estate, and since the Norwood Family couldn’t extend reach beyond, we... couldn’t continue the investigation."
Hearing this, Selena’s eyes flashed with shock.
For a mont, she couldn’t bother those unattached questions Sterling hadn’t answered previously.
What kind of organization could even the Norwood Family not figure out?
"Then my father, he..."
Why did her father get involved with that organization to the point of inviting disaster?
Sterling indeed hadn’t delved into Selena’s father.
"Perhaps not your father, but your father’s biological parents brought calamity upon him."
Sterling turned around, facing her directly.
Lowering his head, comforting her.
"...Hmm, Selie has already gone to investigate my father’s origin."
The urgent matter is to discover who her father really is.
Why he got involved with such an organization.
"Sleep, don’t think about it anymore."
"As your father said, Aethelgard, they dare not step foot here again."
As Sterling said these words, his eyes flickered with a chilling gleam.
After coaxing Selena to sleep, Sterling got up and walked to the balcony.
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Sterling, why are you calling at this hour?"
Saul Norwood’s voice was heard.
Sterling’s expression was indifferent, his cold tone particularly solitary and desolate in the night sky.
"I want to know the detailed course of what happened ten years ago."
Upon hearing Sterling’s words, Saul too fell silent for a mont.
After a while, Sterling finally heard Saul’s deep sigh over the phone.
"Hasn’t it already passed? Why bring it up suddenly?"
"It’s because of Selie, isn’t it."
After saying that, Saul provided his own answers.
Sterling’s gaze suddenly beca cold and firm, "You knew all along?!"
Saul sighed again, "I only learned later, that the group secretly infiltrating Aethelgard were the sa ones who plotted to assassinate Celie’s parents."
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