Chapter 116


    Chapter 116 Why Didn’t You Tell Me?


    After Sylvia had divorced Cyril, she had blocked his number, determined to cut all ties with him.


    However, as there was still a business cooperation between theirpanies, Cyril found a way to


    circumvent the block and contact her directly. Sylvia suspected that Cyril had called her from the


    number she knew well, thinking that perhaps he was desperate or concerned that she would not


    pick up a call from an unknown


    number.


    Upon answering the call, her voice chilled, “What do you want?”


    “I’ve just spoken with Mr. Dewitt, and he told me he is your brother. Is this true?” Cyril’s voice


    sounded urgent, clearly shaken by what Dewitt told him earlier, prompting him to call and verify the


    truth.


    Sylvia remained silent, listening to his question, and suddenly found his ignorance slightly amusing.


    Why should she tell him? Why was it any of his business who her brother was, and why was he


    even calling? Was he questioning her?


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    “Don’t assume I don’t know what you’re thinking. Why didn’t you tell me about this? And that your


    brother saved me; you knew all along. I’ve always been grateful to the person who saved me, but


    why didn’t you say it was you?”


    Cyril couldn’t ce his feelings, shocked upon realizing the rtionship between Dewitt and Sylvia


    while on the phone with Dewitt. It illuminated why Dewitt had been the surgeon to save him, despite


    it seeming impossible to have Dewitt called at that time. Who else but Sylvia would have the power


    to ask him to save Cyril’s life?


    “Mr. Cyril, you seem to have misunderstood something. First of all, it wasn’t me who operated on


    you, so I’m not the person you should be thanking. If you insist on expressing gratitude, thank my


    brother instead. The only reason he saved you was to repay a debt of rescue, which I have now


    repaid, so there is nothing between us anymore. If my brother had known we were no longer


    rted, he would never havee.”


    Sylvia’s voice was calm as she rified the past to Cyril, leaving him with a bitter taste. He realized


    that Sylvia’s words implied she no longer wished to be entangled with him in any way. But how


    could he act as if these events never happened? If it weren’t for Sylvia, he wouldn’t even be able to


    walk. He owed her far too much, yet she wanted none of it to do with him.


    What Cyril couldn’t understand was Sylvia’s mention of having rescued him once, when he had no


    memory of such an event.


    Cyril was genuinely troubled. “You just mentioned I owed you a debt previously, but I have no


    recollection of it. Could you tell me what happened? No matter what, I am indebted to you and


    would like to express my gratitude.”


    Sylvia heard the stirring of guilt in his voice. He seemed earnest in his desire to offer thanks,


    regardless of the state of their rtionship. Yet when she remained silent after his request, she


    wondered if there was any point in dredging up the past. It seemed meaningless to do so.


    ‘There’s no need to dwell on it,” Sylvia finally replied. “What happened is in the past. Consider it as if


    it never urred. There’s no need to thank me either; let’s just stop here.”


    Chapter 116 Why Didn’t You Tell Me?!


    “But it won’t stop here,” Cyril Insisted. “You should tell me, and regardless of what you said today, I


    will


    remember it…”


    Before Cyril could continue, Sylvia cut the call short, not interested in indulging his rambling.


    Hanging up the phone, the family looked at her with a hint of oddness in their eyes.


    “I thought you had cut off all contact with him. I didn’t expect you to take his call.”


    “It was a call to thepany line,” Sylvia sald, annoyed. “If I didn’t answer, he would keep calling;


    it’s just less trouble this way.”


    Sylvia was internally vexed. Answering the call meant she might need to work out a way to


    permanently dodge Cyril in the future to avoid getting entangled again and facing further


    headaches.


    The family resumed their meal quietly, enjoying dinner despite Dewitt’s unease. He was particrly


    ufortable after inadvertently aiding someone who had wronged his sister. “Why didn’t you guys


    tell me about this earlier? Don’t you know I’m upset? I won’t be able to sleep tonight. I have to get


    rid of that arm; otherwise, I won’t be able to rest.”


    Dewitt was now fixated on the idea of removing the arm he had repaired, repulsed by the thought of


    his work being used for someone antithetical to his sister. He had intended to help her, not someone


    else, and the realization was gnawing at him.


    “Who’s to me for this?” Balk replied agitatedly. “If you had kept up with the news, you’d know. I


    thought you rushed back after seeing what was happening online, but it turns out you were clueless.


    So what exactly brought you


    back


    Indeed, the family was still in the dark about his reasons for returning.


    “I came back to work here,” Dewitt exined. “I was ufortable in theb abroad, so I’m


    nning to set up my own here. Since Sylvia is working on artificial intelligence, I thought maybe I


    could integrate my medical expertise with Al.”


    That was something many people were seeking online, and he hoped this might be a way to assist


    Sylvia.