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.

for no reason, and then quickly turned her

know you're

door, only to

to catch the

enclosed space suddenly made Sylvia recall the weight of Julian pressing

back, lighting a cigarette with an ease that soon filled

laughter, "Drugged me and got intimate with me, then

Sylvia protested, though her voice carried a note of

"Evidence."

She had none.

she had ended up

reluctance had

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

you have a fiancée who loves you. Would you

to provoke Rupert in the hope he

eyes made her shiver uncontrollably. Just

face remained calm as he gently pulled her

turned

voice rough, "When you were in my bed, did you forget about my fiancée then? Sylvia, are you sure you don't want this?" Sylvia swallowed hard; within few seconds, a dominating warmth landed