My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 320 Could you explain it?

Kenny looked at the series of question marks above and a shadow of a smile touched his mouth. The long finger tapped a few times on the screen: Go to sleep. Gloria on the other side read the two text messages sent by Kenny back and forth twice. They added up to only five words, such economy with words! "Then you call me tomorrow, come back early, I'm going to bed." Gloria sent the last text message and only received two words from Kenny: "Good night."

Kenny put the phone aside, took a shower, changed clothes, and went out to find Manley. The reason why he chose to come to Country M at night was to not be discovered by Randy so quickly. If he chose to come to Country M during the daytime, Randy would know that he had not gone to the company, and would naturally guess that he had come to Manley. He rushed over overnight. Randy should have known that he had come to Country M by now, but it would take more than ten hours to get to Country M from Huyang City. Even if Randy were to come, it would be more than ten hours later.

He had more than ten hours to "talk" with Manley, so he was not in a hurry. The hall was very quiet, and Manley was not seen. Kenny asked the servant, "Where is your madam?" The servant respectfully replied, "Madam is resting in the room." Kenny glanced upstairs. Although he hadn't been to Manley's house for many years, he still remembered Manley's room. He went upstairs, walked to the door of Manley's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Auntie."

The people in the room didn't respond, Kenny raised his lips, turned and left without any smile. It was a long time before Manley came downstairs. "Kenny, did you just look for me?" Manley apologized: "I fell asleep accidentally in the room. I heard you call me in a daze. I thought I was dreaming." "Auntie, if you are tired, you can rest more." Kenny's tone was light and he didn't show any emotions, but his eyes fixed on Manley.

Manley seemed to be uncomfortable by his stare. She smiled reluctantly: "well, I’m getting older, and it's summer again. It's always easy to be laziness." "so, aunt should take care of your health. the eldest brother haven’t gotten married, and you haven’t a grandson, don't follow in grandfather’s footsteps."

Kenny's voice was originally low, but he deliberately slowed down his speech, and it sounded a bit gloomy. Manley was stunned for a moment, then turned the topic to Richard: "How is my dad? Is he better?"

Kenny tilted her head slightly, his long fingers tapped on the armrest of the sofa next to him, and his words seemed a little careless: "Why don't you care about him so Clarkech, why don't you go back to China with my uncle? Si Chengyu and Leon are also both at home." "Your uncle and I are also discussing this matter recently..." Manley lowered her eyes slightly, not going to see Kenny. The two of them always talked about trivial things.

Kenny had been observing Manley and found that every time they looked at each other, she would hurriedly glance away and change her sitting position from time to time. As the eldest lady of the Clarke family, Manley had had a dedicated etiquette teacher since she was a child, and she had always been elegant, but her series of behaviors at this time all expressed the tension and anxiety in her heart. Kenny thought it was time. After Manley had just finished speaking, Kenny never spoke.

The hall was quiet for a few seconds. When Manley reached out to touch the water glass in front of him for the third time, Kenny said slowly, "Auntie, I'm here in Country M this time. I want to ask you something." Manley seemed terrified, she violently retracted her hand: "What's the matter?" After her words, she also realized that her behavior was too unnatural, so she stretched out her hand and took a drink.

Kenny directly took out the DNA identification report and threw it on the coffee table in front of him. Manley glanced at him before slowly reaching out for the DNA identification report. Her face turned pale bit by bit, and finally her entire face was panicked. When she spoke again, she couldn't say a complete sentence coherently: "This...Kenny...this..." Looking coldly at Manley's panic, Kenny’s tone no longer concealed his gloomy emotion: "Auntie, could you explain it? Everyone knew that you and my uncle were together when you were studying abroad. You gave birth to Si Chengyu at the age of 18. but why is Si Chengyu's biological father your elder brother."

In the last two words, Kenny deliberately increased his tone. When he was young, Randy and his mother also seemed to be affectionate. However, after Kenny grew up and then looked back on what happened when he was a child, he vaguely felt that love was an illusion. Adults were very good at acting and very deceptive. For a long while, Manley couldn't say a word, and the whole hall was filled with a terrible silence. Manley calmed her mind and said in a trembling voice, "Cheng Yu... is indeed the son of my brother, but you have to believe that he really loves your mother..." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Kenny just sneered and didn't speak. Manley probably knew that Kenny couldn't be convinced by this. After a pause, Manley continued: "At that time, I was indeed pregnant, but my child was born prematurely and died not long after birth. At that time, your father also took over Clarke Group, and he had a lot of social engagement. There were always woman who availed themselves of the opportunity to get in. Although he wanted to send that woman away, she was pregnant after all, and my child just died, so I brought the child over to raise..."

This reason sounded flawless. It was also justified. Kenny didn't say whether he believed it or not. He just asked, "Does Si Chengyu know about this?" "He...should know about it." Manley's expression was a little hesitant. Kenny asked, "Uncle knows about this?" Manley's expression had returned to be normal, and she whispered, "Yes, Minghuan knows too." Kenny narrowed his eyes: "Uncle is not at home, where did he go? "Manley smiled and said, "He is holding an art exhibition recently and has been out for more than a month."

When she finished speaking, a servant came over: "Madam, the meal is ready." "Well, let's eat first, you should be hungry too." Manley stood up and said softly. She became the wife of the elegant artist again, with no trace of panic on her face. Kenny lowered his eyes and followed her to the dining room. At the huge dining table, only the two of them were eating, none of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff. After a while, Kenny took the lead to put down his chopsticks: "I'm done." Manley watched Kenny leave the room, and the expression on her face gradually faded.