Arianne was suddenly on alert. “What are you planning to do? Now that the milk is already spilled, we should clear up this mess first. Robin has already left, are you planning to let her look at your current state? I can understand what you’re going through, I’m also very confused at the moment. That’s why you should go back home, recollect your thoughts, and help Robin do a good job for her dad’s funeral. You‘re the Cox’ son-in-law and also the only man in the family now, so you’ll have to do all of this yourself, their relatives will only be able to show up and not be of much use. As for the issue between you and your mom... Let’s talk about that after this is done. You should focus on driving safe, while I go to your house to see if there was any foul play involved. I’m positive that if this is all there was to it, Robin would not have died.”
Although Sylvain did intend to end his own life, it was a good thing that he hadn’t actually done it and arrived home safely.
Sylvain’s house looked like it usually did, no different from when Robin was still there, but she herself was no longer present. Sylvain was close to breaking down as he cuddled within his sofa with no intention to move an inch. ‘Every corner in here has a memory, a memory that Robin and I shared. I can’t bring myself to come into contact with it.
Arianne sighed. “Would you mind if I have a look through Robin’s personal belongings?”
Sylvain casually said, “Sure, go ahead and help yourself. Most of her personal stuff is in the bedroom, first room on the left upstairs.”
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