His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

Chapter 6

However, he still sat down and picked up the pasta beside him.

He used to envy the pasta that his mother made for his younger brother when he was a child.

He never had the chance to eat even once until she died.

Now, for the first time, Sylvia made it herself.

Seeing him completely misunderstand, Sylvia had no choice but to go along with it and eat the pasta

with him.

Finally, he picked up the kitchen knife again and prepared to cut the cake.

“Wait a minute!”

Sylvia hurriedly reached out and, at the same time, took out a candle from the side and inserted it

into the cake.

“I hadn’t blown out the candles to make a wish yet.”

Sergio was somewhat stunned, his slender fingers trembling slightly, and then he recoiled.

He had never celebrated his birthday before, and he even forgot to blow out the candles and make a

wish before eating the cake.

After the candle was lit, Sylvia urged him to make a wish by pulling and pushing him. He coldly expressed his reluctance, but in the end, he whispered his wish, “I hope Miriam’s surgery is successful and worry–free for years to come.”

face beside him. Seeing the dimming light in her eyes,

and, as if possessed, added another

your surgery was successful and went

had come to an end, and

moment, the overhead chandelier suddenly fell

ing.

was falling towards Sergio, Sylvia’s heart tightened. If the target died, her mission would be declared a failure.

flew towards

“Be careful!”

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like shooting stars, making the entire living room instantly

dazzling.

the dazzling lights, Sylvia staggered

consciousness, she seemed to see Sergio running

hit by the lamp; otherwise how could she have seen Sergio looking nervous

hazy and uncertain sleep, Sylvia woke up again to

When he saw her wake up, it seemed like

settled over him.

you trying to

was still groggy, but she was also aware that she couldn’t

complete her mission and how would she

looked at him with burning eyes, “Because

him, she would rather hurt

him, she willingly

I could do anything for

already lost count of how many times he had heard her

passionately.

seems that there has never been a person who has always

first.