Chapter 234 Whose Fault Is It Anyway?
Cyril was prepared to be rejected when he wanted to meet Sylvia. However, he didn''t expect Sylvia
to agree to the meeting.
On the day of the meeting, he woke up early and kept changing his clothes, dissatisfied each time.
Jonathan''s bad moodtely kept him at home, unwilling to leave.
Both of them were in a foul mood.
"Why fuss so early in the morning? It''s just a meeting with her. Do you really need to bother so
much? I''ve never seen you care so much about her before."
Jonathan rolled his eyes. He genuinely felt it was unnecessary. It wasn''t their first meeting, and this
one wasn''t going to end well anyway. Was it worth getting worked up over?
Cyril ignored Jonathan. These days, it was hard to hear anything positive from Jonathan, and Cyril
didn''t want to talk to him about this.
"You''re unhappy yourself, yet you don''t want others to be happy. Are you sick? If it weren''t for the
divorce, why would you keep hanging around my ce?"
"It''s not like I want to. I gave her the house, so I have nowhere else to go. Otherwise, why would I
come here? You keep thinking about Sylvia every day, but she doesn''t even give you the time of
day."
Cyril and Jonathan had been tormenting each other these days. They knew what bothered the
other, so neither held back.
Cyril sneered, "You weren''t so chummy before. Now that you''ve given her the house, do you want
me to praise you?"
"Mind your own business. I''m fine with it. At least I can still meet her, unlike you two."
"Talking as if meeting her would make her care about you. Do you think you''re better than me?"
Jonathan fell silent.
Both of them were equally miserable now. There wasn''t much to say. Neither was better off than the
other.
Jonathan went silent and returned to his room, mming the door loudly as if searching for
something.
Cyril got ready and left.
This time, he bought a bouquet of flowers and took them to the office.
To his surprise, as soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Sylviaing out of the elevator with
Miles by her side.
Lately, Miles seemed to be appearing more frequently. He always wanted to meet Sylvia, and Cyril
couldn''t understand why.
Did they have something important to discuss? Couldn''t they talk without meeting?
While Sylvia talked to Miles, she suddenly felt someone staring at her. She looked over and saw
Cyril.
Her expression softened, and Miles noticed.
"It seems you have other matters to attend to. I''ll leave the Jimmy matter to you. If you need any
help, let me know."
After Miles and Sylvia finished talking, he left, casting a provocative nce at Cyril on his way out.
Cyril said nothing, just kept looking at Sylvia.
"Come upstairs with me." Sylvia''s tone was businesslike, making Cyril feel ufortable.
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They rode the elevator together, but Sylvia didn''t take Cyril to her office. Instead, they went to the
meeting room where she had met Michellest time.
"Last time we met, it was unpleasant. This time, I..."
"My grandfather called mest night. He told me these years weren''t intentional attacks on my part.
It sounded like an apology mixed with a scolding, so I think it''s necessary to rify things again.
We''re done, divorced, which means we have no chance of starting over. You and your family just
feel like you''ve lost a lot of support without me. But we''re done."
Sylvia looked at Cyril seriously. Since they were done, there was no need to keep dragging things
on.
Cyril had been causing trouble in unexpected waystely, and she couldn''t ignore it.
She had been looking forward to the meeting, but the conversation afterward made it hard for Cyril
to ept.
He had thought this meeting might be a turning point between them, but it was indeed a turning
point, just not the one he had hoped for. It was heading in an increasingly uncontroble direction.
"I came to talk to you about my family''s affairs. It might trouble you in the future, but I''ll try to handle
it. But after so many years of knowing each other and experiencing so much, do you really not want
to be with me anymore?"
He asked as if torturing himself, even though he knew Sylvia didn''t want to. But he still hoped for
some reason.
Sylvia nodded, looking puzzled at Cyril. She didn''t quite understand why he was asking.
"Just as you said, we''ve been through a lot, but those things are in the past and don''t help us now. I
hope you can look forward too. And our rtionship can''t go back to what it was. After what you did
to Karina, you should know it''s not just your fault; it''s mine too."
Sylvia thought carefully. Whose fault was it? Actually, nobody was at fault. She insisted on ying
Cyril''s game, even though he had feelings for Karina. He tangled with her despite his feelings for
Karina, and now she had willingly given up Karina, leaving her in a sorry state. In the end, no one
got the best oue.
"Anyway, we need to move forward."
Sylvia looked at Cyril, who seemed earnest. Their story was over, and what happened with Karina
showed her that Cyril''s heart had always belonged to himself alone.
He could lift Karina up high before and now throw her down hard. There was nothing left to say
between them.
"Okay, I understand what you mean. But in business, we might still have some cooperation or other
connections. I hope our personal rtionship won''t affect our businesses."
"Don''t worry about that. Business is business. Our personal matters are over, so they won''t affect
each other."
Sylvia nodded. There was indeed no connection between her and Cyril anymore, but the matters
between theirpanies weren''t something they could resolve with just a few words.
Cyril left after less than half an hour. His face was grim, and to make matters worse, he ran into
Duncan on his way out.