Chapter 603 Taken Home

When Cyril told Silvia those things, she felt a strong sense that she shouldn't stay here. It turned out her feeling was right. Staying here seemed pointless. "There are people at home waiting for me to have dinner. I can't stay here. As for these things you want to give me, we owe each other nothing now. I did save you before, but you helped me too. If you need my help in the future, I will do what I can. But for now, I'll leave. Keep those things for yourself or give them to someone else. I won't accept them." Silvia shook her head, not planning to stay for dinner or accept what Cyril offered. She turned to leave. Seeing her walk away, Cyril, suddenly anxious, stood up from his wheelchair and rushed to her, grabbing her wrist. Silvia was stunned. Although Cyril could walk a few steps now, his leg hadn't fully recovered. "What are you doing? Your leg isn't fully healed yet. Do you want to spend a few more months in rehab?" Silvia frowned at Cyril, not understanding why he was stra