Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Breathing heavily yet covered in a cold sweat, Sylvia managed to stammer, "My, my hand..."

Rupert, who had suddenly stopped, was panting heavily. It took a few throbbing pulses in his neck before he managed to prop himself up and lift her hand.

But then, Sylvia suddenly turned, wrapping herself tightly in the comforter.

Playing tricks, huh?

Rupert paused for a moment but didn't get irked. Instead, he lay down next to the "burrito", reaching out to wrap both the person and the comforter tightly in his arms.

Lying on his side and propping his head, he whispered huskily into her ear, "How many times do you think you can hide?"

Sylvia wanted to retort, but her body just wouldn't allow it. The effort earlier had drained what little energy she had left.

At that moment, Rupert's voice seemed to grow distant until she fell into complete darkness. Late into the night, the fever that Sylvia had been fighting off returned with a vengeance, leaving her in a delirious state.

If Rupert had tried anything, she wouldn't have been able to resist.

But he didn't.

from her illness, or maybe it was a deep-seated desire from the

morning as she woke up, Rupert was not by her side. Clutching her stomach and desperate to use the bathroom, she rushed into the direction without a second

sight that greeted

taking

the bedroom door swung open, and she instinctively shut the bathroom

voice came from

I've brought you breakfast.

to open the door nor to look back. She tried to hide in the steam,

told her that what

from behind, trapping her in a tight

Her not fully recovered body almost couldn't stand

around her waist, his hot chest pressing against her back. Soon, the only layer separating them also became wet, as if

the words she had heard in her dazed state the

many times do you think you

for a moment, she immediately turned around to

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