Chapter 36 - Period
Despite asking, however, he soon realized without much difficulty that it was the book he had requested Anna to buy. He lifted his head and the confused expression upon his face seemed to ask, ‘Why do you have this?’
“Since it was a book you had personally ordered, I got curious. I read it first,” Dylan said. He studied David’s expression carefully. It had softened into the same considerate and kind expression as it had once before, his lips curving into a smile.
“And did that child read it as well?”
It was obvious that the child David was referring to was Anna. Dylan felt a tinge of anger at how clear the connection seemed to be. Knowing that the smile blossoming upon his brother’s lips was inspired by her made an unsightly degree of jealousy boil up within him.
Since Dylan didn’t answer immediately, David asked once more. “I’m talking about Anna. The girl who bought the book.”
Finally. Her name escaped his mouth.
The worry, envy, jealousy, and fear converging inside Dylan’s mind made him feel like being petty. “I wonder. I’m not actually sure.”
“So, you cheated, didn’t you Dylan? Even though I gave that child the right to read that book before anyone else.”
The word ‘cheated’ cut through Dylan’s heart like a knife. “‘Cheated’, you say,” he echoed, voice cold. His eyes looked severe, his gaze sharpened to a freezing point. It seemed sharp enough to cut the desk before him into two separate pieces.
‘I didn’t steal Anna from you, Older Brother. She came to me instead,’ he thought. His hand clenched into a fist, bringing his veins into stark relief. It wasn’t cheating. No matter how much David chose to abuse and damage him with those underhanded words, their relationship could never return to how it was once before.
Even if he did cheat, he had no reason to worry. In the end, the one who has conquered Anna had been him, after all.
“Did something happen between you two?” David asked, looking at Dylan with worry. He studied him carefully, since, for some reason, Dylan seemed angry.
Knock knock. At that moment, someone knocked on the study door. David and Dylan both whipped their heads in that direction at the same time, spotting Carol standing beside the open door. David’s countenance grew stiff at the sight of her.
He put a hand on Dylan’s shoulder as he spoke. “I’m sorry, but you’ll have to leave the room for now.”
Dylan obliged. Standing outside of David’s personal study, he rubbed at his face with his large hands. Since he hadn’t left the area, he could hear them within the study room. Their voices kept rising in anger as they began to argue.
Their relationship had already been on its last legs this entire time, so Dylan didn’t understand why he felt so nervous. So worried.
That night, Dylan called Anna up to the fifth-floor loft. The excuse he gave to Samantha stated that he wanted to start cleaning the place up since the process had yet to begin.
However, the girl that arrived to aid him wasn’t Anna. Through the girl, Samantha informed him that Anna was predisposed, already tasked with organizing Master David’s study. A replacement had been sent in her place.
Dylan wanted to run to his brother’s study and immediately drag Anna out by her arm. Instead, he told her replacement to come back later, sending the girl away.
He lied down on the sofa where he and Anna had once climaxed together, his thoughts burdened by his imagination. Anna and his older brother could be alone in the study by now, doing something he had no choice but to remain ignorant of.
It filled Dylan with desolate pain.
As soon as Anna began to scrub the windowsill with a washcloth, Dylan grabbed her hand, making her sit down on the sofa.
“I have to clean the room,” she protested. “You called me to do that.”
“I brought you here so we could spend time together.”
“But Samantha thinks I came here to clean instead. She’ll definitely come to check if the room’s clean or not later. I still have to do my job.”