Belated Moonlight: He Regretted Only After I Left-Chapter 86: The Truth Revealed!

Upon hearing this, Aidan Sterling suddenly turned his head to look at Shane Donovan, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Shane Donovan’s gaze was as icy as ice, and he tightened his grip on Owen Callahan’s collar, "Speak."

Owen Callahan’s face turned purple from being strangled, tears and snot streaming, and he shouted in collapse, "I’ll say! I’ll say! Ten years ago... it wasn’t Young Master Donovan... it was me! I was possessed!"

Aidan Sterling’s brain buzzed, as if all the blood in his body had instantly frozen.

Owen Callahan’s voice was tinged with tears, "I hadn’t had time to do anything... Young Master Donovan rushed over... he dragged me away and beat me up... warned me not to speak out, or he would kill me..."

He looked at Aidan Sterling with tears streaming down his face, "I... I was afraid of Young Master Donovan... and afraid you’d kill me once you knew the truth! So I... I lied... said it was Young Master Donovan who wanted to harm Stella... I’m, I’m not human! I’m a beast!"

Every word was like a poison-tipped knife, stabbing fiercely into Aidan Sterling’s heart.

So it turns out...

All these years, he had blamed the wrong person.

He treated the person who saved his sister as a sworn enemy!

And the real beast, he regarded as a friend!

The immense absurdity and corrosive regret overwhelmed him like a tsunami.

Aidan Sterling, eyes red with wrath, lunged forward, punching Owen Callahan hard in the face!

"Beast! I’ll damn well kill you!"

He seemed to have gone mad, his fists raining down like hail, Owen Callahan beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, only able to curl up on the ground, howling in pain. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Seeing Owen Callahan barely breathing, Shane Donovan finally stepped forward and grabbed Aidan Sterling’s wrist just as he was about to swing again.

"That’s enough."

Aidan Sterling fiercely shook off his hand, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, "Let go! I want to kill this beast!"

Shane Donovan’s voice was calm, "It’s not worth dirtying your hands over such scum."

Aidan Sterling’s action froze, his chest heaving, glaring at Owen Callahan dying on the ground, finally breathing heavily, he slowly put down his fist.

He turned his head, looking at Shane Donovan with a complex expression, his Adam’s apple moving a few times, squeezing out three dry words: "...Thank you."

Thank you for saving Stella back then.

Thank you for keeping silent for ten years.

Thank you... for bringing the truth to light only today.

Shane Donovan curled his lips, but there was no humor in his eyes, "Don’t. I still prefer your rebellious attitude from a few minutes ago."

Aidan Sterling: "..."

This bastard’s mouth is always so infuriating!

The tiny bit of gratitude and guilt that had just risen was instantly scattered by this guy!

He glared fiercely at Shane Donovan, shook off his hand, and irritably ran his fingers through his hair.

But the string in his heart that had been taut for ten years quietly snapped at this moment.

Ten years of grudges, resolved.

Though it happened in such a dramatic and even embarrassing way.

Shane Donovan no longer cared about the half-dead Owen Callahan on the ground, he made a call and naturally someone came to handle the follow-up.

He glanced at Aidan Sterling, whose face was still unsightly, and raised an eyebrow: "Have a drink?"

Aidan Sterling stifled a breath, grunted: "Drink! Damn it, let’s not stop until we’re drunk tonight!"

...

In the VIP room of the ’Aura’ bar, Evan Hughes was nestled on the sofa, vehemently badmouthing Aidan Sterling with a few crony friends.

"You have no idea how annoying that Sterling Cripple is! Always with a sullen face, like everyone owes him millions! Just knows how to play dirty tricks in business..."

He was speaking animatedly when the room door swung open.

Evan Hughes’ eyes lit up, immediately got up to greet, "Hey, Young Master Donovan! You..."

Before the words were out, he saw the tall, cold figure behind Shane Donovan.

Evan Hughes’ smile froze instantly, his eyes almost bulging out as if seeing a ghost.

Others exchanged looks, and the room suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Shane Donovan acted as if he hadn’t seen their shock, naturally walked to the main seat, and told the waiter, "Bring out some strong drinks."

Aidan Sterling sat down beside Shane Donovan, ignoring Evan Hughes’ expression that seemed as if he could swallow an egg, exuding an aura of "keep away" but strangely close to Shane Donovan.

Evan Hughes sidled up to Shane Donovan, lowered his voice, almost whispering, "Young, Young Master... what’s going on? Did you... bring him here tied up?"

Shane Donovan glanced at him sideways, saying nothing, and poured himself a drink.

Aidan Sterling heard, scoffed, picked up the freshly poured glass, and downed it, the spicy liquid burning his throat.

Evan Hughes looked at one, then the other, scratching his head in confusion.

These two... the vibe is off!

For the next few hours, Aidan Sterling drank himself almost to death.

He didn’t say a word, just kept drinking.

Shane Donovan didn’t stop him, occasionally clinking glasses with him, silently drinking with him.

Evan Hughes and the others exchanged bewildered looks, completely unable to understand what these two big shots were up to, the atmosphere in the room was so bizarre it made them uneasy.

Finally, Aidan Sterling was completely drunk, slumped on the sofa, mumbling incoherently, "Beast... bastard..."

Shane Donovan frowned, though somewhat disdainful, he still got up to support him, "I’ll take him home."

Evan Hughes nodded frantically like a bobblehead, watching Shane Donovan take Aidan Sterling away, couldn’t help but blurt out, "What the hell is going on?!"

The sun risen from the west?

...

At The Sterling Villa entrance, Shane Donovan rang the doorbell.

A sleepy Stella Sterling, woken up, came to open the door in her pajamas, bleary-eyed.

When she saw Shane Donovan standing outside, holding her drunk brother, she blinked, even doubting if she’d opened the door in the wrong way and was hallucinating.

How could Shane Donovan be the one to bring her brother home?

Weren’t they mortal enemies?

"Brother..." Stella Sterling rushed over, instantly smelled the heavy scent of alcohol, "Brother, you drank?"

Seeing Aidan Sterling not responding, she immediately glared at Shane Donovan, "What’s going on? Why is my brother drunk like this?"

But before Shane Donovan could speak, the drunken Aidan immediately tugged her ear, complaining: "How dare you speak to Shane Donovan like that? Huh? So rude?!"

Stella Sterling grimaced in pain, looking in bewilderment at her brother, wondering if he’d been possessed.

Didn’t he hate Shane Donovan the most?

Why is he now standing up for him?

Shane Donovan frowned slightly, stepped forward to pry Aidan Sterling’s hand away, seeing the girl’s red ears, his lips involuntarily tightened.

But in the next second, his arm was suddenly embraced by Aidan Sterling, "It’s so late! Don’t go back! Stay at my place! There are plenty of guest rooms!"

Stella Sterling: "..."

She looked at the two hugging each other, feeling her worldview completely refreshed.

What... exactly happened?!