A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 373

Chapter 373

"Callie, I'll be on a business trip for a few days," Silas said, ruffling Calliope's hair as he spoke. "Gideon's wedding

is around the corner, and Eamon wants you to help at the family estate. Do you have time?"

"Funny you should mention that," Calliope replied, looking into Silas's eyes. "Eamon must be juggling a lot right

now with the wedding preparations. I'll definitely head over to help."

Silas studied her, as if something was on his mind, but he hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "With

Gideon getting married, are you—"

"I'm fine," Calliope interrupted. "I moved on from him a long tago."

What she cared about now was the man standing in front of her. She often feared he'd leave her, worried she

was just a stand-in for someone else in his heart.

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Calliope wasn't sure who Yara had referred to, but she knew that woman bore a striking resemblance to her. She

had never asked Silas about it, fearing their relationship might shatter with just one question.

Her beautiful eyes held his gaze as her hand gently caressed his handsface. She used to be wary of Silas,

intimidated even, but the more tshe spent with him, the more she found herself drawn to him.

Silas had a knack for understanding her feelings, often surprising her with thoughtful gestures. Although he

occasionally restricted her from indulging in too many sweets, she knew it was out of concern for her health. He

was steady, handsome, practically perfect in every way.

Calliope never imagined she would fall for Silas, but she realized she couldn't imagine life without him. He was

always there when she needed him, providing her with emotional support and care. Before Silas, her life had

been a little bland; it was only with him that she discovered what she'd been missing.

A perfect partner, that was what Silas was. His only flaw was perhaps the lingering presence of someone else in

his heart, though he never spoke of her.

"If anything comes up, call me," Silas said, kissing her forehead. His eyes were filled with tenderness as he

gathered her into his arms. "I wish you could cwithon this trip."

"Why?" Calliope whispered, intrigued.

"I just can't bear to be away from you," Silas said, returning to look at her. He could never get enough of

her face. "I wish | could keep by

my side all the time."

"You shouldn't get too close to Gideon, or I'll get jealous," he added, his tone half-serious, half-playful. "Don't let

him touch you. And don't smile at him. Don't even look at him."

Silas's gaze was intense, as if it could swallow her whole.

Calliope found his possessiveness oddly endearing. "Don't worry. He doesn't hold

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a candle to you. | won't even notice him."

"I'll be back as soon as possible," Silas assured her.

Silas left for his trip the following day, and Calliope headed to the family estate. It had been a while since her last

visit, and the place was bustling with activity.

Upon arriving, she noticed heaps of flowers scattered around the room, with people busy packaging them. The

scene left her momentarily speechless. "What's going on here?" she asked, bewildered by the commotion.

"Oh hey, Callie You're here!" Verity exclaimed, rushing to greet her with excitement. "You wouldn't believe Fleur's

daughter-in-law had this brilliant idea to save money by buying bulk flowers and having us package it

ourselves..."