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

know you're busy, so I won't bother you any

that, she reached for the door, only to hear it lock with a

catch the sound and tactfully

the weight of Julian pressing down on

a cigarette with an ease that soon filled

heard his mocking laughter, "Drugged me and got intimate with

though her

"Evidence."

She had none.

or why she had ended up in Rupert's room. And yet...in the

and reluctance had turned into weapons

as he looked

forget you have a fiancée who loves you. Would you

a risk, trying to provoke Rupert in the

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

gently pulled her closer,

turned

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