She thought she'd finally gotten herself together, but the tears came anyway-hot and heavy, spilling out everything she'd been holding back: her child, her past, her entire world.
She sniffled, voice trembling. "Uncle Rupert..."
"I'm not your Uncle Rupert," Rupert said, frowning in annoyance.
"Uncle Rupert..."
He rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alright, fine. But cut it out with the runny nose, or I can't kiss you."
"Wha-"
He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers before she could finish.
Sylvia froze, her hands instinctively rising, but he caught them, fingers lacing through hers. Her hands trembled in his.
The room was quiet, save for the soft sounds of their breathing, the whispers between their lips.
Sylvia tried to push him away, but she was too weak-she could only stare up at him, wide-eyed.
For a second, she thought she saw something flicker in his dark eyes-a hint of tenderness, gone as quickly as it appeared.
Then he pulled back just a little, voice rough. "Sylvia, who am I?"
Her mind was blank, but his name tumbled out anyway. "Rupert."
little. “That's
didn't wait for her to say anything else he kissed her again, hands moving over her with a gentle insistence, touching every place Warren ever had,
body, cold moments before, was
when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Rupert finally let her
steady himself, then reached over and flicked on the bedside light. He picked up a bowl of oatmeal
this. She said it's your favorite. You haven't eaten in days, so she and
but she was no fan of oatmeal. She only made it
her mother's face, grimacing over another spoonful
but feel a mix of
dad jokes," she muttered. "Call me by my name," Rupert said, stirring the oatmeal. "But... you're way
"Oh,
on.
Since when
care
we
We're not in China or something-everyone calls each other by their firstname. You did, just now." fo
a spoonful,
grumbling,
Rupert's voice was low. "You called out for me, didn't
between them felt
head, rubbing her stomach.
was a knock at the door-Naomi
called, opening her mouth for another
staring at Rupert as he fed Sylvia oatmeal like it was the most normal thing in the
About Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) - Chapter 417
Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) is the best current series of the author Novelxo. With the below Chapter 417 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 417 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com