Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 924 Sorry

Villain Ch 924. Sorry

Allen's eyes darted between Emma and Azura, his eyebrows lifting slightly with each glance. The dining room felt heavy with unspoken tension. Emma and Azura were unusually quiet, their eyes avoiding his. Emma usually had a sparkle in her eyes, a playful glint that matched her quick wit and lively nature. Tonight, her eyes were downcast, her fingers tracing patterns on the edge of her napkin.

Azura typically exuded a cool confidence. Now, she seemed restless, her eyes flickering around the room as if searching for an escape.

Allen's mind replayed the afternoon's events. The argument had been over something trivial, as most arguments often are, but it had escalated quickly. He wondered if he had been too harsh. 'I wonder if I was too hard on them?' he thought, guilt gnawing at him. But he quickly dismissed the notion. He had only spoken the truth, albeit bluntly.

They needed to hear it, didn't they?

His thoughts drifted to the small gesture Emma had made earlier in the day. She had fried some fries, and with ketchup, she had written a sweet message on the plate. It was her way of mending fences. He had wanted to acknowledge it, to thank her, but the words had caught in his throat. Now didn't seem like the right time. Discover hidden stories at novelbuddy

If their emotions still got the best of them, it would be better if he let them calm down first.

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Meanwhile, Emma and Azura were having an internal struggle of their own, one that Allen was completely unaware of. They weren't angry at him; rather, they were caught in a web of confusion and hesitation about how to apologize. It felt awkward to suddenly blurt out an apology in the presence of servants and butlers who moved around the dining room, setting down dishes and filling glasses with water.

Emma and Azura had discussed the incident earlier. They agreed they needed to approach Allen, to speak to him calmly, and to apologize. Azura had even encouraged Emma to do it first, but now, sitting here with the weight of Allen's gaze upon them, it felt impossible.

Emma shifted uncomfortably in her seat, glancing at Azura. She felt a lump form in her throat, her earlier confidence evaporating. "Maybe we should just wait until later," she whispered to Azura, her voice barely audible over the clinking of cutlery.

Azura nodded slightly but gave her cousin a reassuring smile. "I know it's hard, but we need to do this. He deserves an apology."

Emma took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "I know. I just... I don't know how to start. What if he's still upset?"

Azura sighed, glancing briefly at Allen, who seemed lost in his thoughts. "I don't think he's as upset as we think. He's probably wondering the same thing—how to break the ice."

Emma looked down at her plate, her eyes tracing the delicate patterns on the porcelain. She remembered her message. It was a small gesture, but it was her way of showing she cared. She wondered if he had seen it, if it had made any difference to him.

Due to the silence, Allen took out his phone and started playing with it. He scrolled through messages and checked social media. He was used to doing many things alone and didn't feel the awkwardness that pervaded the room. For him, this was just another evening, albeit a quiet one.

Emma and Azura exchanged anxious glances. They both knew they had to speak up soon; Jordan would be home any minute, and it would be even more awkward to apologize in front of him. Emma felt the pressure mounting. She glanced at the ornate clock on the wall, its ticking reminding her that time was slipping away. They couldn't push it off any longer, even though every fiber of her being wanted to.

Finally, Emma took a deep breath and broke the silence. "Allen... about earlier," she began, her voice trembling slightly. Allen looked up from his phone, his expression neutral but attentive.

Allen put his phone down, his attention now fully on Emma. He raised an eyebrow, silently urging her to continue. Emma felt her heart pound in her chest, but she pressed on.

"I... we just wanted to say we're sorry," she said, her voice gaining strength. "Azura and I didn't mean to upset you."

Allen's expression softened slightly, but he said nothing, waiting for her to elaborate.

Azura chimed in, her voice steady and calm. "We've been thinking about what happened this afternoon, and we realize we overreacted. We didn't handle things well, and we're really sorry for that."

Emma nodded, feeling a bit more confident with Azura's support. "We were just trying to help, and we shouldn't have snapped at you like that."

Allen leaned back in his chair, his eyes moving between Emma and Azura. He felt a mixture of relief and guilt. Relief that they weren't harboring any lingering anger, and guilt for the harsh words he had said. But yes, he knew he deserved it. He deserved their apologies after their bold actions.

"I appreciate that," he said finally, his voice calm but earnest. "I know I can be a bit harsh sometimes. I just... I want the best for both of you, you know?"

Emma felt a wave of relief. She had been dreading this conversation, but now that it was happening, it didn't seem as scary. "We understand," she said softly. "And we appreciate you looking out for us. We just need to work on communicating better, all of us."

Azura nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we're family. We should be able to talk things through without it turning into an argument."

Allen simply smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting in a way that softened his usual stern demeanor. "As long as you guys don't do anything bold like before, that shouldn't be a problem," he said, his tone light but firm. He wanted to make sure they understood the importance of boundaries, but he didn't want to dwell on the negative.