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.”

his gaze unconsciously fell on Sylvia’s face beside him. Seeing the dimming light in her

brows and, as if possessed,

was

come to an end, and he stood up, intending to leave.

the overhead chandelier suddenly fell down

ing.

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

thinking, she flew towards Sergio.

“Be careful!”

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like shooting stars, making the entire living room instantly

dazzling.

the dazzling lights, Sylvia staggered and fell down.

she completely lost consciousness, she seemed to see

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

sleep, Sylvia woke up

her. When he saw her wake up, it seemed

settled over him.

rush over? Were you trying to get yourself killed?”

but she was also aware that

was killed, how would she complete her mission and how would she resurrect Quentin?

looked at him with burning eyes, “Because I loved you.”

loved him, she would rather hurt herself.

him, she willingly

I could do anything for

had already lost count of how many times he had heard her confess her

passionately.

who has

first.