Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 514

Sylvia couldn't quite figure out what he meant by that.

But before she could ask, Rupert hurriedly picked up his phone.

On the other end, Reese's gentle voice drifted through.

"When are you coming home? I'm waiting for you."

"I'll be right there."

Rupert didn't even realize it, but as soon as he answered, his tone softened and he instinctively let go of Sylvia's hand.

Sylvia rubbed her wrist, eyes lowered, and quietly slipped out of the car while he was distracted.

By the time Rupert hung up, Sylvia was long gone.

He glanced at Orson. "When did she leave?"

Orson gave a helpless shrug. "While you were on the phone."

"Did she say anything?"

"N-no, Ms. Lloyd didn't say a word." Orson's voice trailed off.

Rupert leaned back in his seat, letting the darkness swallow him. He lit a cigarette

in silence, the smoke curling around him like a ghost in the mist.


"Let's go. And tomorrow-order me a bouquet of flowers."

His voice was rough, tight.

Back at Soho Bay.

inside, the warm scent of

rushed over and threw their

It was Reese.

made you some chicken noodle soup—come on, have it before it gets

keeping his distance. He gave a noncommittal

smell of smoke on him and frowned a little.

"No."

cold, making it clear he didn't want to

sat down quietly, her eyes glued

eyet she felt like she


really reach him.

drank half a bowl of soup and said quietly, "You should go to bed. I'll

up."

sweet-but when she looked up, she realized

as

mind flashed back to what

a man,

younan

me he's

in you at all!" Content Belongs to

she really that

Rupert turned toward the kitchen, Reese stood up, wrapped her

my leg? I can wear the prosthesis-Rupert, please..." Her voice broke


say things like that. None of this is your

comfort but coming from him, they sounded as flat as if

strangers

For a child-notthon

was supposed to love.

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