Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 75

So he use her innocence as a shield once again.

In her past life, after that night of passion, he had used her to silence the whispers, using her as a barrier to pave a way for Bridget. And now, history was repeating itself. Sylvia lost her appetite, listlessly setting down her phone, and gazed out the window, feeling utterly breathless.

Across from her, Warren frowned. "What's wrong? You look pale."

Sylvia took a sip of water, trying to regain some composure. "It's nothing, I'm just full."

She didn't want to drag Warren into this mess.

Warren looked at her, tenderly reaching out. "You're all grown up, yet you still manage to get food on your face?" "What?"

Before Sylvia could comprehend, Warren's hand was already on her cheek, gently wiping the corner of her mouth.

Sylvia was taken aback but instinctively flinched away.

"I can do it myself."

"It's clean." Warren said.

"Thanks." Sylvia wiped the corner of her mouth and glanced down at her dress. "Warren, this dress must have been expensive, right? Can it be returned?"

Warren paused. "The dress?"

nodded toward her attire. "I

your apple pie is

fall. Eating a warm apple pie felt like it could warm the whole body. Sylvia

"Sure."

a bite, his gaze lingering on Sylvia's smile

meal, Warren said he'd drive Sylvia back to college, which she

one more glance towards the

movements thoughtful and

wasn't sure, but as he drank, she felt his gaze on her, following the movement of his

react, Warren had already draped his jacket over her

a rush of anxiety, hardly daring to look at Rupert as she hurriedly pulled Warren

...

as they reached the college, Warren's phone

It was Mrs. Fiona.

bit under the weather. Could you come

together, and after a signal from Sylvia,

of the car. "Warren, give

me if

her, Warren