Chapter 491

"Yeah."

She sat down, flipped open the takeout box, and started eating.

One bowl. Then another. Then another...

Suddenly, Rupert reached out and grabbed her hand, locking eyes with her. "Stop eating."

Sylvia gave a small smile. "Okay."

She wiped her mouth and rested both hands on the table, sitting there like a robot waiting for its next command.

Rupert saw right through her, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "What's the point of this? Even if you act like this for the rest of your life, it won't make me keep you."

As he spoke, he brushed his thumb across her chin, wiping away a crumb.

Even that small touch made Sylvia gag. She shot up, bolted to the bathroom, and threw up.

The retching was loud enough that Orson, standing by the front door, heard every bit of it.

He walked in, worry written all over his face as he looked at Rupert.

"Mr. Rupert, maybe-"

"It's fine. She'll get used to it," Rupert cut him off coldly.

Orson had nothing more to say.

Sylvia hid in the bathroom, rinsing her mouth and scrubbing her face until her cheeks were raw. Only then did she finally calm down.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she let the water drip down—she couldn't tell if it was water or tears anymore.

She gripped the edge of the sink, forcing herself to breathe.

go on like

wouldn't let herself

wiped her face

Rupert standing out on the balcony, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette he didn't even bother to smoke, just letting the smoke drift

and stood next to him, following his gaze to

were here, she'd be waving her little

down at her, then pulled her into

"Still feel sick?"

now." Sylvia didn't fight

arm paused around her, searching her face. "I'll have Chris come by this afternoon to check on

"Okay. Are you

want me to stay?" Rupert exhaled

in the haze.

"Up to you."

Sylvia turned to leave.

around her waist,

do?"

to plant some veggies. Can you help

spot in the garden.

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That actually stumped Rupert.

he'd always taken care

digging

something a rich

him had ever

head. "Mr. Rupert, don't tell me you

chill

Uncle Rupert anymore?"

"Uncle Rupert."

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how to push all the

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