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Chapter 120.2

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Chapter 120.2

Perhaps he thought there was nothing special about how I acted, so my father sighed deeply and hugged my mother. My mother, who slept tight

Perhaps he thought there was nothing special about how I acted, so my father sighed deeply and hugged my mother.

My mother, who slept tight as we spoke, did not show any reaction even though my father held her.

I followed Dad and headed to bed.

Dad, who put my mom on the bed before I knew it, looked at me.

“Why are you looking at me?”

“Because you’re cute.”

I was going to tell Dad about my mom, but I just kept my mouth shut.

I think my father probably knew. He told me to tell him if anything happened. He knows that my mother’s memory has returned, but he’s hiding it.

Dad, who had been stroking my hair without a word, covered my mom and I with blankets and got up.

“I won’t let you wait to meet with Harris. It’d be better to get it done quickly. It’s getting weirder day by day.”

“Okay!”

Dad, who seemed to have a lot to say, went out of my room.

Sylvie tried to come onto the bed as naturally as he did before.

But my father, who was about to go out, raised his hand towards Sylvie.

“Dog. With me.”

“I always sleep here.”

“You’re not a dog now.”

Sylvie and I, who were about to talk, froze for a moment. Even Sylvie, who was in the middle of climbing onto the bed, stopped acting as if he had become a statue.

“What? Maybe you thought I didn’t know.”

“…”

“Come out.”

Sylvie, who looked at me while rolling his eyes, looked as if he was asking what to do but said nothing.

I couldn’t do anything, and eventually my dad came and held Sylvie.

“It’s not enough to pretend to be a human from the beginning. Do you remember that I let you stay here? Do you want to talk to me all night?”

“…Uh…”

Dad took Sylvie out before he could say anything.

“Have a good night, Bebe.”

“Y-Yes…”

“From now on, stay away from that sly dog.”

“Huh?”

Dad nodded stiffly and left before I could answer.

There was a small voice of resentment from outside, but soon, it calmed down.

“Sylvie… you’ll be fine.”

After staring at the door for a while, I quickly gave up. It’s going to be okay.

Sylvie wasn’t by my side before.

“You only reap what you sow.”

Even though there was a bit of complaining.

I was worried, but I closed my eyes, thinking that my dad wouldn’t treat Sylvie, a silver wolf, harshly.

Perhaps it was because it was late, but I fell asleep shortly after.

***

The next day…

As if he wanted to finish his work quickly, Dad decided to meet Harris for lunch.

Thanks to that, I had to prepare as soon as I woke up in the morning. Cecilia was also quite embarrassed by the sudden meeting and prepared me.

“Why are you meeting Lady Harris all of a sudden? I’m nervous.”

“Don’t worry. I asked to see her.”

“My Lady?”

“Yes! I wanted to see her. Come to think of it, I’ve never had a proper conversation with Harris.”

I smiled and looked at Cecilia through the mirror. Still anxious, she sighed deeply at my words.

“There’s been a rumor that Lady Harris has become weird lately.”

“It’s alright. But Sylvie, why are you over there?”

“…I’m not allowed.”

Sylvie, who had been clinging to the corner of the room, or even the door, flinched as soon as I spoke to him.

“What happened yesterday…?”

“No, nothing. It’s just a little… no! I’m just flustered. Nothing happened! That’s because I’m very strong!”

Sylvie, who sounded doubtful, straightened his chest with a grunt. Maybe he quickly regained his energy.

“Let’s go right away.”

As if he was trying to regain his confidence, Sylvie repeatedly said he was strong several times.

Then he came up to me bravely and held out his hand, as if I was supposed to hold his hand.

Eventually, I grabbed Sylvie’s hand and moved to meet with Harris. Cecilia decided to protect my mother as we stepped out.

Theo, who was waiting for us outside, looked surprised for some reason, but there was nothing wrong with going to see Harris.

Then, I met Harris.

Harris, who was sitting at the tea table with simple snacks prepared, looked stiff as soon as she saw me.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, Harris. I wanted to talk to you.”

“What did you want to talk about?”

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