A Cue For Love

Chapter 1091 A Cheap Oath

Anna and Natalie followed the monk into the monastery. The monastery was located in a remote area, and even the building seemed a little dilapidated. There were few people in the monastery—only a few monks sweeping the ground and praying. It was a rather quiet place.

After walking for about ten minutes, the monk came to a stop in front of a meditation room and knocked on the wooden door. “Master.”

“N-Nereus,” came the low and unsteady male voice from inside the room. “Master, your daughter has come to visit you,” reported the young monk as he glanced at Anna.

There was no response after that, and the silence lasted for a long time. If not for the voice earlier, Natalie would have thought that the meditation room was empty.

Hearing no response from Varre, Anna uttered, “Do you not want to see me after so many years?”

Right then, the door opened. An elderly monk in robes appeared in front of Anna and Natalie. His old age was evident on his face, for his wrinkles were deep, and his face was pale and tired. Even his breathing was weak, and it was clear that he was gravely ill.

Benedict, also known as Varre, had been standing by the doorway for a long time; he just did not open the door right away. “Annie…” Varre called out, tears welling up in his eyes.

face, Anna stiffly said, “I want to have a talk with you. There’s something

a smile. “Come in, and let’s

Varre chided, “Nereus, we have

the scolding, but it was his master’s request, so he agreed to it and went to make

the meantime, Anna and Natalie

books. Nevertheless, it was a sight that matched the

have chairs here…” Varre started, a

fine,” was Anna’s icy reply before she sat on the mattress

began studying Varre, who looked far from

a set of robes with prayer

was sunken, too, and it was apparent that he did not have

I’ve seen you. You’re so tall now.” Varre smiled as he looked at his now-adult daughter. Although it had been twenty years since he last saw her, she

turned away from him, not wanting to see his