Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 225

Chapter 225

"

Why won't he speak up?

Sylvia's mind was a whirlwind of confusion. First, there was Warren's sudden change, and now Rupert's silent retreat as if he had vanished into thin air.

What was real? What was just a facade?

She looked at the crisscross of scars and tentatively asked, "Does Tristan often give you the 'family treatment"?"

"I'm not stupid," Rupert replied dismissively.

"Then when do you end up getting the 'treatment'?"

"When others don't use their brains."

Others, meaning Sylvia.

So, this sly old fox, Rupert, surely knew how to protect himself.

Then why was he...

Lost in thought, Rupert turned his head slightly. "Sylvia."

"Hmm?"

"Have you touched enough?"

Sylvia snapped back to reality, realizing her hand had been tracing the marks on Rupert's back all along.

her hand and awkwardly rummaged through the

although it's bleeding, it's just a minor cut. I'll put some ointment on it,

my coat pocket," Rupert

paused, picked up his jacket from the

all along. He must have

it. It might sting a little,

spot, but instead of the reaction she expected, Rupert

his arms, he murmured, "Is this

looked up, meeting his intense gaze, which seemed

spent together in a

rested on her leg,

his warm

continue playing?" his voice was thick with

Sylvia shook her head, pulling her neck

hand behind her

her hand, he caught

notches, yet the

to cah." As she defiantly began to respond, he found

on her

back,

melted

He kneaded gently, his

she whispered, biting her lip

try

bathe

the fire

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