Sylvia's POV:

I hesitated for a few moments before answering the call, and talked to him as usual.

His deep pleasant voice washed over me. He told me that he missed me and that the meeting was over.

In fact, I already knew from Blair that the meeting had ended, but I still had to pretend to be surprised. "The meeting ended so early! Does that mean we can get to the restaurant early?"

There was a long pause. Then Rufus' apologetic voice came through. "I'm sorry, Sylvia. I wanted to come home earlier, but I have other plans. I'm afraid I'm going to have to cancel our date tonight."

"It's fine. We can go there some other day. Anyway, it's not like the restaurant is going to shut down soon," I joked, trying to cheer him up.

I could sense Rufus' guilt as he sighed. "We'll go together next time. I'll be back after finishing my work. I want to eat spaghetti with shrimp tonight. Will you cook it for me?"

my heart. I struggled to hold back my tears

I disconnected the call. He gave me a surprised look. "Why are your eyes

My eyes are sore." I lowered my head to shield my tears

in street clothes with a baseball cap on his head. Something seemed to suddenly strike him. He spun around and pinned his serious gaze on

expected him to

"How can

If I failed to obtain the inheritance book my mother left behind and refine the bug that could eat Rufus' memories away, I would just disappear from his world. In this way, I hoped his love for

me with his sharp eyes, wondering if I was telling him the

urged him to leave. "Hurry

end the conversation and lead

hats and dark-colored clothes. We successfully got past

going to go to my pack?" I asked

the suburb. If we manage to leave the city, we can easily reach your pack," Blair explained concisely. Then he guided me to a small trail, avoiding the main road. After today's riot, numerous soldiers were patrolling the streets, so we

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255