CHAPTER 710 THE FEUD (15) CIAN’S WARN

Chapter 710 The Feud (15) Cian’s Warn

On the island, Hannah was sitting in a deckchair in the hanging garden of the villa. She looked at the

endless waves around the island and thought this would be a spot that everyone would enjoy.

She slightly averted her sight to look at the figure that had suddenly appeared from behind her.

Cian stood next to her. Both of them looked out from this island.

"I've lived on this island since I was a child, and most of my time is spent here looking at the endless

sea. At that time, I always wondered when my brother would come, would he suddenly appear when I

was looking at it." Said Cian.

Hannah felt her throat slightly warble. She could imagine a lonely, reticent little boy sitting here alone,

waiting for his family.

"After a while, it seems I can't remember how it feels. And I also kind of accept that I'm gonna be alone

all the time." Cian smiled lightly as if he didn't smile for self-mockery or happiness, and as if he was

mechanically enabled to smile without his own free will.

"You're eager to leave here, right?" Hannah asked.

"I was. But now I can't feel that strong eagerness. I don't know when I stopped pursuing some things

that much. Sometimes I even doubt what I'm living for. After all, my brother and others are working so

hard to get the things belonging to our family back. But even if we get it all back, what will happen?

Does owning this country make people happy?"

Hannah turned around to look at Cian. She didn't expect he would think like that, instead, she thought

he should be the one who was most eager to succeed for his country, and for his family.

"Are you thinking I'm an ungrateful person? Everyone is fighting for me, but I'm not grateful actually."

Cian said with an indifferent smile.

Hannah shook her head and answered, "I'm not you and have no idea about your experience. I don't

think I can judge you. But I think I can tell you one thing everything your family has done not only to

take this country but to give back everything that they have suffered! Someone needs to pay for your

parents and all of the Wells family's loyalists' death."

"Even you can figure it out, but I can't." Cian laughed at his own.

Hannah didn't know why Cian was so negative. Oscar and others always said Cian was the perfect

successor because he was sensible. But Hannah felt Cian was not only sensible but indifferent to this

world. He seemed to understand everything thoroughly and even was not interested in everything. That

was the real reason why he wouldn't act on impulse.

"I'm not here to complain." Cian smiled. It seemed that his emotions were washed away in a heartbeat.

He didn't seem to be a sentimental man. When things happened to him, his feelings showed only on

his face, but not in his heart. For example, he had been angry the whole time since Melvin was on the

island. His emotions were all for the show.

"What I want to say is that my life is more important than yours," Cian said bluntly.

Hannah compressed her lips.

She had guessed that when it came time to choose between them, Cian must be the one to be chosen.

She didn't know what kind of feeling she would get through when that day came. Would she be

despairing, or hate?

At least until now, she couldn't hate Cian.

As for her feelings for Oscar, that was all for later. Maybe they would never see each other again. It

was too early to hate him.

"Whether it's Oscar or Theodore, or anyone else, including your childhood friend Manuel, or the whole

troops of the Wells family, they'll choose to protect me first when it comes to rescuing us," Cian said in

a low voice, which showed no signs of emotions.

But she didn't think he was showing off.

"That means, all they'll put their focus on me. I won't die if I'm in danger, but you may die." Said Cian.

Hannah laughed, which was also to relax, "So you're flexing."

"I just want to tell you, the only thing you should do in this situation is not to mind me." Property © .

Hannah averted her gaze slightly.

"No matter what happened, there will be numerous people running to save me. And you don't have to

worry about me as they did for my family's mission and responsibilities. You don't deserve the burden

our family has to carry, because you are a victim!"

Hannah smiled, for she didn't expect that for so long, the first person to warm her was not Oscar, but

Cian.

Then she said, "Don't worry, I'm not as great as you think."

Cian smiled, too, "I'm so afraid that you're putting too much value on my life. Actually, I don't love this

world as much as you think... of course."

Noticing Hannah was a little upset, he hurriedly said, "I'm not depressed or suicidal. I just feel that

people should live with joy and sadness, instead of numbness."

Hannah didn't what she could say. She always felt Cian lived an unhappy life. Obviously, he was

dependent on Oscar, but he also could live nicely on his own. Hannah was wondering whether he was

so good at pretending or he was just a cold-blood man.

"I didn't expect you two can live together in peace." Suddenly, they heard Melvin's voice coming from

behind them.

Cian immediately changed his face, and so did Hannah.

Cian turned around to look at Melvin, "I'd rather hate you than hate her. She got no choice, and you're

the one who should be blamed."

"You're generous," Melvin commented.

Being not willing to see Melvin, Cian stood up and walked away.

Melvin didn't seem to be here to find Cian. Glancing at Hannah, he sat in a chair next to her.

Hannah was silent as usual. She seldom took initiative to question Melvin something. Anyway, he

would say what he wanted to say, so it was useless to ask him a question he wasn't willing to answer.

"Tomorrow, your Oscar will prepare everything for me," Melvin said bluntly.

Hannah didn't reply.

"I'll leave here tomorrow."

"Are you trying to warn me that I shouldn't do anything?" Hannah sneered, "This island now is

surrounded by your troops, so I can't escape from here even if I get off of the villa. You want me to

jump into the sea?"

"I just want to say tomorrow could be the last day we see each other."

A hint of darkness flashed through Hannah's eyes.

"I'm not saying I'm gonna kill you." Melvin smiled indifferently, "I'm afraid that I might die."

"Why are you so diffident about yourself?" Hannah asked.

"All things carry risks." Melvin said in a cold voice.

"So what are you trying to say?" Hannah raised her eyebrows.