Chapter 582 Homemade

Cyril’s words left Silvia at a loss for how to respond. Why hadn’t they seen each other often? Shouldn’t Cyril reflect on that? Since their marriage, Cyril hadn’t wanted to stay home, even preferring to sleep elsewhere after drinking. He even sent the secretary home for a change of clothes. How could they meet often? Now, his pitiful tone made Silvia feel helpless. It was clear Cyril had regained his memory; otherwise, he wouldn’t react this way. "I’ll take my things and won’t stay for dinner. You must have your own things to do. I won’t disturb you," Silvia said, heading inside with the secretary. Silvia couldn’t remember where everything was, so the secretary had to help. Sensing the tension, the secretary focused on his task, not daring to comment. Silvia went straight to the upstairs bedroom where she used to live. Everything was just as she had left it, spotless and untouched, indicating regular cleaning. This puzzled her, as their relationship had grown awkward. Why keep the