Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 489

Chapter 489

Reese reached out to take the jacket from the crook of his arm, but he sidestepped her gesture so smoothly it was almost unnoticeable.

"I've got it. You should get some sleep," Rupert said.

Her hand hovered in mid-air. She looked up at him, a little lost. "Aren't we... going

to bed together?"

Rupert hung up his coat. "Got work to do. You go ahead."

Without waiting for her reply, he headed for his study.

Reese stood there, fingers twisting nervously together. She bit her lip. "Mr. Rupert... Did I do something wrong?"

He paused, his reply flat and distant. "Don't overthink it."

"You said that last time too," Reese pressed, unable to help herself. "But you're always home late, and when you do come back, you've got bruises. Where do you go every night?"

Rupert stopped in his tracks, his eyes suddenly dark and unreadable as he looked at her.

He opened his mouth, but Reese quickly raised a hand to stop him.

just getting pre-wedding jitters, I guess. You're a busy man, Mr. Rupert. It's not like there's much else for you besides work. Go on, don't let me keep you. I'll head

glancing back, and

a moment, she took a deep breath, wiped her face hard,

He was good to her, in

married, she was sure

to join him in

gifts-fancy chocolates, imported cheese, a

they stay

his tone warm and paternal. "Don't

expression. She forced a smile. "Really, I'm fine. The wedding's.

hint of a

Some

was defending Reese, but the message

looked down, awkward, not knowing what

finished, she excused herself—she had medicine to take, after

she stood, Tristan's voice turned pointed. "Last night was a big night for

took the hot towel from the

a thief,"

"What's that

Dad. Reese deserves to be

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