All Chapters of Silent Amour : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

They had an intense and passionate night that lasted until the early hours of the morning. Both ended up sleeping late, exhausted from their night together. Eryx was careful about his actions, ensuring he didn’t do anything that might make Braylon feel uneasy or uncomfortable. Their sleep was abruptly interrupted by loud banging at the door. Both groaned in frustration as the persistent noise pulled them from their rest. “Open the door, you fucker!” The sudden push startled Eryx, causing him to fall to the floor with a thud. He winced as the ache in his lower back brought him fully awake. Glancing over, he noticed Braylon still sound asleep, clutching a pillow with a peaceful smile on his lips. “Damn… you little devil. Just wait for my turn—I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk for a month,” Eryx muttered under his breath as he got up from the floor. He slipped on his boxers and started getting dressed, hesitating for a moment before approaching the door. The lingering scent of t

Gary began explaining Cliff Redeker's history after reviewing the old patient's file. "Cliff Redeker was around 10 or 11 years old when he was admitted for treatment, and he was brought here by court order." Both Braylon and Eryx were stunned. A court order? Did that mean he had committed a crime? They exchanged a questioning look, and Gary chuckled softly. "You’re right to be suspicious. He murdered his father because the man abused him both physically and mentally. He also had some psychiatric issues that were treated here. Despite being in prison, he continued his education, and after 10 years, he was released. I was the one who wrote the positive report for his release, as he had fully recovered." Although Gary insisted that Cliff was now a normal person after treatment, the detectives couldn't fully believe it. If he had been cured, why was his "psychic character" emerging now? Did it mean that the inner darkness he had once struggled with had returned, causing him to kill aga

Braylon and Eryx stepped out of the investigation room. "Such a childish reason to go after her husband. Because of that, two kids lost their lives. I've never seen a case like this before," Eryx muttered, rolling his eyes in frustration. "Well, in the end, it was her love that pushed her to do all of this. I admit it's a ridiculous case, but the little trick we pulled off worked perfectly," Braylon responded. "Little trick?" Eryx asked, confused. "The hidden camera in the victim's house," Braylon explained, pointing it out as Eryx nodded in agreement. They had told Ariana that there were cameras in the house, but she had forgotten that she wore a mask while committing the murders. The anxiety she felt when she thought she had been caught led her to confess to the crime. "Forget about it, I don’t want to talk about it. There was nothing to that case, but we still wasted so much time on it. I hate myself for letting it get to this point," Eryx said, as a wave of depression took ove

Eryx stepped into his house the next morning, the old mansion that once felt like home. Mr. and Mrs. Silvester were seated in the hall, and the moment Eryx walked in, Mr. Silvester spoke with a mocking tone. “Finally, you remember you have a house.” Eryx scoffed loudly in response. The tension between them had been growing ever since the engagement was arranged. It was never the marriage he had wanted. “I came to grab my files. And this isn’t my house anymore, Mr. Silvester. The day you forced me into this marriage, you showed me exactly what kind of businessman you are—willing to sacrifice anything, even your children’s happiness, just for profit.” Mrs. Silvester approached him, trying to smooth things over. “Baby, don’t talk to your dad like that. He’s doing this for your own good.” Eryx took a step back, clearly frustrated, which hurt his mother even more. But she couldn’t bring herself to argue with her husband’s decisions. “For my good?” Eryx's voice was thick with bitternes

“Are you hiding something from me, Adler? You know very well you can’t hide anything from me,” Braylon said firmly, his serious expression making it clear that he had already uncovered a part of the truth. Alder remained silent, his face reflecting a mixture of emotions that Braylon couldn’t entirely decipher. “Is this about the Black Hawk rebel gang? Is that why you chose to meet us in a public place?” Braylon asked, his words hitting like a hammer, leaving Alder momentarily breathless. He should have anticipated Braylon piecing it all together before taking any action. “Most likely,” Alder admitted with a resigned sigh. “I don’t think private places are safe for our meetings anymore. If we’re alone, we’d be easy targets. Public places like this are safer—they wouldn’t dare tarnish their master’s reputation, even abroad.” Braylon sighed as well, the weight of the situation settling heavily between them. “Why are you taking such risks for me? You should be prioritizing your own saf