Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 227

Chapter 227 There Is No Air Conditioner

“Grandpa, it’s time for the birthday banquet,” Zain looked at the clock and reminded Marc.

“Alright.” Marc nodded and looked at Silvia to ask her whether she would like to attend the banquet.

Silvia shook her head. “Grandpa, I won’t go. You know I don’t like that kind of atmosphere.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“OK,” Marc said nothing more and then looked at Simon. Simon put his hand on Silvia’s shoulder. “I will accompany

her.”

Marc smiled and seemed to be pleased. “Alright, you can stay here. Tell Jamie to clean up two rooms for you. Is that

OK?”

Marc said his last words to Silvia. He was asking for her opinion.

Silvia didn’t expect Marc to ask for her opinion. She was surprised, so she nodded and said, “OK. It’s up to you.”

Hearing Silvia’s words, Marc was happy. He smiled and said, “Zain, let’s go.”

Zain responded and went forward to hold the wheelchair. Then, he looked at Silvia and said, “Jamie will guide you to the rooms later.”

“OK.”

Silvia nodded and followed them out of the room, watching them go to the building ahead.

After a while, Jamie Collins, the butler, came. “Ms. Silvia, Mr. Palmer, please come with me.”

Jamie guided Silvia and Simon to go upstairs and arranged two rooms for them. The two rooms were far from each other. One was at one end of the corridor, and the other was at the other.

Silvia was speechless.

Simon looked calm, as if he had no objections.

“Ms. Silvia, you must be tired. You can take a rest now. If you need anything, just let me know. Someone will bring the food to your room later,” Jamie said.

Jamie was thoughtful, but the arrangement for the rooms was unsatisfying.

“Jamie, the rooms are far away from each other.” Silvia looked in the direction of the other room. It looked far away, let alone walk there.

Jamie lowered his head. “It was Mr. Zain’s instruction. Mr. Palmer is a guest, so we should give him the best guest

room.”

Jamie was respectful. However, he meant Simon could only stay in the guest room because he was an outsider. In other words, they were generous enough to allow him to stay.

“But…”

Silvia wanted to say something, but Simon stopped her. “It doesn’t matter. I am satisfied with the room.”

Since Simon said that, Silvia could not continue arguing,

Jamie continued, “Mr. Palmer, I am glad you are satisfied. I will not disturb you any longer.”

Jamie went downstairs. There were only Silvia and Simon. Silvia could not help but ask, “Why did you stop me? Do you want to be so far away from me?”

“Do you think you can change anything?” Simon smiled and wrapped his arms around Silvia’s waist. He pulled her closer to him. “Haven’t you heard it is Zain’s instruction? There is no need to make things difficult for the butler.”

Simon emphasized “Zain’s instruction” and kept smiling.

“I know you don’t want to part with me,” he said softly, pressing his forehead against hers.

“Yes, I don’t want to.” Silvia was not shy and put her arms around Simon’s neck. She said, “So what?”

“There is always a solution,” Simon chuckled. He lowered his head and kissed Silvia’s lips. “Let’s take a look at your room first.”

The room was the one that belonged to Silvia when she lived in the Austin’s house. The moment Silvia pushed open the door, she was touched.

The room was the same as it was when she left. Everything inside had not been moved, but the room was clean. It must be cleaned often, but everything was kept in its original position.

Only the beddings were new. They looked warm because they had been baked in the sun.

However, there was no heater in the room. Simon looked around and found no air conditioner. Therefore, he felt cold.

“There is no air conditioner in the room.” Simon looked around again to make sure he had not missed anything, However, he hadn’t seen an air conditioner.

Hearing Simon’s words, Silvia remembered something. “I forgot to tell you there are no air conditioners or heaters in the Austin’s house. You have to put up with it.”

“Really?”

It was hard to believe.

Electrical appliances were common in ordinary families. How could the Austin’s house have no air conditioners?

However, the Austin’s house had no air conditioners because the Austin family didn’t need air conditioners but not because they couldn’t afford them.

“Do you know the legend? The Austin family is an ancient martial arts family, and all of them have studied martial arts.” Silvia sat down on the bed so that she could feel warmer.

Simon nodded. “I have.”

“It is true.” Silvia turned to look at Simon and said peacefully. “I have been forced to practice martial arts since I was young. As a child of the Austin family, I had to do it whether I liked it. Practicing martial arts is like eating and sleeping. Grandpa believes the one who practices martial arts should be able to endure any suffering. That is why there are no air conditioners or heaters in the Austin’s house.

“Winter is cold, and summer is hot. All is natural. He said people should adapt to the climate and should not covet pleasure.” Silvia shook her head. “Therefore…”

“Therefore, the Austin’s house has no air conditioners, and its decoration is simple.”

When Simon walked into the room, he felt it was too simple. He finally knew the reason.

There were some simple furniture and appliances, but they had nothing to do with luxury. They couldn’t even be described as delicate.

“Can you understand why I was shocked when I saw your house?” Silvia said jokingly.

Although the Austin family was a great family, it was the thriftiest among the four great families because of its

different habits. When Silvia saw Simon’s villa, she was shocked.

The Austin’s house occupied a large area, but few things were inside. However, the decoration of Simon’s villa was luxurious. Everything was the most advanced high-tech one. Although he lived alone, there was no negligence in the house.

“It’s our house.” Simon put his finger on Silvia’s lips and said seriously.

“It is not bad now.” Silvia smiled and stretched. Then, she lay back down. Recalling the past, she thought her life had been much better. “At least I don’t have to wake up early to run every morning, and there are no more surprise attacks at night.”

In the past, Silvia had to wake up before dawn and run every morning. And there might be a surprise attack at night. Marc always said the one who practiced martial arts should be on guard at all times. However, who would be on guard when sleeping at home?

Simon was surprised.

It was out of his expectations. He lay down beside Silvia and looked at the ceiling. Then, he muttered, “I have a nasty feeling.”