Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 278

The evening had fully descended outside, the luminescence of the moon obscured by the heavy cloud cover. Inside their bedroom, a solitary desk lamp filled the room with dim, comforting light.

Eder’s face was turned away from the lamp, positioned so that the backlit surroundings made his features indistinct and enigmatic.

Sylvia felt the intensity of Eder’s gaze, making her heart flutter. Unwinding herself from his hold, she sat up straight, her small hand delicately tracing his cheek. Her eyes were resolute, sparkling like stars in the

dim room.

“I used to believe I could freely let go of my love for you without any reservations. But that time when I almost lost you, I finally came to terms with the truth. I love you, Eder. Just like the depth of your love for me, my love for you is just as profound. And no matter how many times you ask me in the future, my answer will always be the same. I love you.”

As their eyes locked, tears welled up in both their eyes.

Eder fought back his tears as he pulled her into a tight embrace, his arms trembling faintly. Hearing Sylvia confess her love for him stirred up a torrent of emotions inside him. Her words filled a void in his heart, making him feel complete.

Sensing his turmoil, Sylvia gently patted his back, soothing gestures trying to comfort him.

Their embrace lingered on. It lasted so long that Sylvia began to think Eder had drifted off to sleep. It was only after a while that he finally let her go.

“It’s late. You should get some rest.”

“Huh?” Sylvia was momentarily taken aback. It was only half–past nine, and he was suggesting they sleep? Was he back just for a hug?

While she was still grappling with her confusion, Eder had already retreated under the covers. His behavior was unusual tonight.

Crawling into bed next to him, Sylvia nestled in his embrace. She attempted to lighten the mood, her voice playfully suggestive. “We haven’t seen each other in days, and you finally returned tonight. Don’t you want a massage before bed?”

Eder remained silent with his eyes closed. His expression was calm yet touched by restrained desire. Nevertheless, he did not respond to her suggestion.

The room felt strangely oppressive to Sylvia.

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indifferent.

she lost her charm?

believing it, Sylvia’s little hand under the covers sneaked into his robe again. Her fingers traced the contours of his abdominal muscles and chest under the covers,

frowned slightly and gently held her hands, murmuring softly. “Be good, stop fooling around,

up in a cute display of annoyance. “You didn’t even kiss me this time, and now you’re retiring to bed this early. Are you turning into a monk, renouncing all worldly desires?” Her words were pointed, her soft complaints accompanied by a seductive gaze that brazenly

closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. It was as if he was mustering the strength for a significant decision. When

Lancelot, let’s… break off our engagement.”

words hung in the air. Sylvia was stunned. It took her a moment to process his words. “W–w–what did

name, unlike his usual endearing address.

body stiffening. She abruptly sat up, her gaze fixed on him, clouded with confusion and disbelief.

Instead, he nestled further into the covers, his long eyelashes casting faint shadows on

had been sliced with a sharp knife, the pain echoing throughout her body. “Why?” She was bewildered. Why was he so

His voice was muffled, coming

of unease.

now!” She reached out and grabbed his ear, yanking him upright, the force pulling him out from the covers. “Eder, look at me and

tightened, a wince of pain passing over his face. He averted his gaze, stealing fleeting glances at her. His silence was

word echoed in the room, charged with emotion. Sylvia’s eyes were red, her petite

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heart sank at her outburst,

pinching his chin harshly and forcing him

gaze.

last chance. If you squander it,

Never!”

her best efforts. Under the dim light,

stubbornly refusing to shed