Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 206: It Was a Nightmare, But It Really Happened
Although Silas Sheffield doesn’t come back often, his room is always kept here.
When my uncle wanted to renovate the old house, Silas Sheffield paid for the entire cost.
After Clara Sterling finished her shower and came out, Silas Sheffield was on the balcony making a phone call.
She wanted to ask Silas Sheffield about Shannon Langley’s brother.
But after waiting for a long time, sleepiness took over, and Silas Sheffield still hadn’t finished his call.
Clara Sterling had no choice but to sleep first.
In the middle of the night, Clara Sterling was woken up by the sound of Silas Sheffield talking in his sleep.
"No... No... I’m sorry, it’s all my fault..."
This was the first time Clara Sterling heard Silas Sheffield talking in his sleep.
It had never happened before.
Clara Sterling opened her eyes, frowned, and gently pushed Silas Sheffield, "Silas, wake up, Silas what’s wrong, what did you dream about?"
She switched on the little night light by the bed, seeing the man’s furrowed brows and an expression of pain.
It was clear he was having a nightmare.
Clara Sterling worried that Silas Sheffield was trapped in a nightmare, gently patted his arm to wake him up.
Silas Sheffield slowly opened his eyes, full of confusion.
For a moment, he couldn’t distinguish between being in a dream or reality.
"Silas, you had a nightmare." Clara Sterling leaned over and gently hugged Silas Sheffield, "It’s okay, it’s just a dream, dreams are all fake."
Feeling her warm embrace, Silas Sheffield gradually came back to awareness.
"Sorry for waking you up." the man’s voice was hoarse.
"It’s okay, what did you dream about just now?"
But Silas Sheffield was silent.
Clara Sterling saw that he didn’t want to talk, so she didn’t press further.
She just gently patted his back, as if soothing a child to sleep, "No matter what you dreamed about, it’s all fake, just a dream."
Silas Sheffield was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely, "It was a nightmare, but it also really happened."
Clara Sterling didn’t ask, quietly waiting.
She had already asked once, and Silas Sheffield didn’t tell.
If he wanted to say it, he would do so on his own.
If he didn’t want to say, asking again would only remind him of the nightmare’s content, deepening his bad emotions.
Clara Sterling quietly waited for a while, Silas Sheffield still didn’t say.
"Let’s go back to sleep." Silas Sheffield said and then closed his eyes.
Clara Sterling turned off the little night light and also closed her eyes.
However, Silas Sheffield was wide awake.
Just now, he dreamed of Shannon Langley’s brother, Leo Langley.
He still looked like he was ten years old, with a height similar to ten-year-old him, standing under the big banyan tree at the village entrance smiling and waving at him.
The next second, Leo Langley fell to the ground without warning.
Upon closer inspection, a knife was stuck in his abdomen, blood gushing from the wound, gradually forming a pool of blood beneath him.
The period right after Leo Langley’s death, Silas Sheffield had nightmares every day, his mental state was very poor, and his personality became reticent.
Zeke Sheffield took him to see various psychologists, and things gradually improved.
It took Silas Sheffield five years to escape this nightmare, not until he was fifteen did he finally stop having such nightmares.
Maybe because today, on the way back, Shannon Langley mentioned Leo Langley, bringing up Silas Sheffield’s bad memories.
Or maybe because he returned to the village.
The place where Leo Langley once lived.
In the latter half of the night, Silas Sheffield, heavy-hearted, found it hard to sleep.
...
Next morning.
Clara Sterling was woken up by the sound of cicadas outside the courtyard.
She opened her eyes to find the bedside empty; Silas Sheffield was no longer in the room.
Clara Sterling stepped into her slippers and went downstairs.
Her aunt was sitting in the main room’s bamboo chair, threading a needle.
Seeing Clara come out, her aunt smiled and showed her the embroidery cloth, "Clara you’re up, you came at the right time, help me see how my lotus embroidery looks?"
Clara Sterling took it and looked, smiled and said, "It looks great."
"I always feel the flower edges don’t look good, Clara, you’re skillful, help me finish the petals of this lotus flower."
"Okay." Clara Sterling sat next to her aunt.
She pinched the delicate needle with her fingers, and as it shuttled back and forth, the pale pink thread wove evenly across the plain white cloth.
"Did you sleep well last night?" her aunt asked with concern while watching her embroider.
"I did." Clara Sterling’s hand didn’t pause.
She didn’t mention Silas Sheffield’s nightmares.
He said that the nightmare was something that truly happened but didn’t voluntarily tell her what it was.
It must be a hurdle or a scar in his heart.
Since he didn’t want to talk now, she didn’t intend to force him, to pry open his wound.
Her aunt leaned in to inspect her embroidery, lightly tapping the lotus petal tips, "Your embroidery skills are much better than mine, could you teach me? Shirley said last time she wants me to embroider a Princess Elsa for her."
Shirley is her aunt’s granddaughter, Silas Sheffield’s cousin’s daughter, ten years old, attending elementary school in the city. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
"Sure." Clara Sterling gladly agreed.
"Clara, you and Silas have finally come back; this time stay a few more days before leaving."
Clara Sterling replied, "Sure, if there’s nothing else, we can stay a few more days."
...
Clara Sterling and Silas Sheffield spent three pleasant days in the countryside.
Fishing, picking wild fruits, holding hands while wandering through fields, nestling on a large rock on the hillside watching the sunset, simple yet romantic days.
On the fourth day, Clara Sterling received a call from her teacher Warren Cheney, asking her to return to Veridian to join the research team for experiments.
This was previously discussed.
It’s just that the experiment date hadn’t been decided.
This time Warren Cheney called to inform her the experiment would be in five days.
As it’s her first time participating in an experiment, she needed to do some preparation, thus said her goodbyes to her uncle, aunt, and grandmother.
As she was leaving, Shannon Langley dragged her suitcase over.
"Silas, take me back to the city with you. I came here in your car and didn’t drive here, can you take me along?"
Silas Sheffield nodded, "Get in."
Shannon Langley smiled, put her suitcase into the trunk, and dutifully opened the back seat door to sit inside.
Clara Sterling raised an eyebrow.
Shannon Langley has gotten so perceptive?
This isn’t like her.
The past few days, Shannon Langley kept finding various excuses to intervene between her and Silas Sheffield, preventing them from being alone.
And now she dutifully sat in the back seat, leaving the front passenger seat for her.
It’s like the sun rising from the west.
Back in the city, Silas Sheffield first dropped Shannon Langley at her residential entrance, then drove to the airport.
Silas Sheffield called Marcus Bishop to drive the car back.
Their flight was in the afternoon, around six.
As soon as Silas Sheffield got on the plane, he wearily rubbed his brow, "I didn’t sleep well last night, let me catch up on some sleep."
"Okay." Clara Sterling nodded.
Last night, Silas Sheffield talked in his sleep again.
Just like the first time, he said words like "No," "I’m sorry," "It’s all my fault."
What exactly did he dream about?
