Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 28

Early in the morning, there were few people around the university gate.

Sylvia, weary to her bones, was practically dragged into the car by Rupert; despite her struggling, there was always a strong force pulled her back.

Looking up, she realized he was almost teasing her, as if her attempts to get away were just a way to draw him in.

Exhausted, she finally let her arms fall limply by her side. Rupert pulled her closer, lifting her chin and touching the red mark on her forehead. "Looks like someone never learns. Why did you leave the hospital?"

His tone was casual, as if he hadn't been the one insisting on her settlement just days ago.

Sylvia looked at him, feeling as though she could never truly understand him, not from her past life, not the current.

When she remained silent, Rupert tightened his grip on her chin. She felt like a doll in Rupert's hands, to be moved and manipulated at his whim.

Feeling humiliated, Sylvia clenched her teeth and forcefully slapped his hand away.

The sound echoed loudly in the confined space of the car, plunging it into silence.

Rupert's hand bore the mark of her fingers, stark against his pale skin.

reason, and then quickly

concern. I know you're busy, so I

she reached for the door, only to hear it

seemed to catch the sound and tactfully

enclosed space suddenly made Sylvia recall the weight of Julian pressing down on

ease that soon filled the

"Drugged me and got intimate with me, then played

her voice carried a note

"Evidence."

She had none.

why she had ended up in Rupert's room.

and reluctance had turned into

exhaled a cloud of smoke, his gaze darkening as he looked at her, and

stance firm, "I'd rather not. Don't forget you have a fiancée who

Rupert in the hope

made her shiver uncontrollably. Just when she thought he would explode in anger,

pulled her closer, their faces inches

turned even paler, her

voice rough, "When you were in my bed, did you forget about my fiancée then?