NovelEnglishChapter 222 Sylvia cursed Rupert in her heart, calling him shameless. Yet, when she noticed the bloodstains on his palm, she hesitated for a split second.
In those brief moments of distraction, the man before her seized the opportunity to lean into her.
Instinctively, she reached out to steady him, catching a strong whiff of whiskey. "Rupert, are you out of your mind? You're hurt and you've been drinking?" "Yeah. Wasn't feeling too great, needed a little pick-me-up," he murmured, his chin resting heavily on her forehead, voice low and tinged with weariness. Sylvia felt the heat radiating from his forehead and hesitated, but her sense of reason overpowered any sympathy. She pushed gently against his chest. "Rupert, you've had too much. Letcall Orson to take you home." "He's gone." "Then I'll call Bridget. She'll take good care of you." She didn't look at him as she stepped back, putting sspace between them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRupert leaned against the doorframe, gazing down at her with an unreadable expression. "Aren't you considerate." Sylvia caught the sarcasm, biting her lip. "Thanks for the compliment. I'll make the call." She pulled out her phone, but before she could dial, Rupert snatched it from her hand and tossed it onto the entryway console. It landed with a thud on the lower shelf, knocking over a box.
Their eyes were drawn to it—a luxury boutique box meant for a dress.
Seeing the box reminded Sylvia of how she'd been duped by Warren. Things that don't belong to you are never worth coveting.
She gestured to it. "Since you're here, you might as well take the dress back. I don't want it." Sylvia thought this was the right thing to do. The dress was expensive, and she didn't want to owe Rupert anything. But as soon as she spoke, Rupert's imposing presence enveloped her, pushing her into the corner of the entryway.
His eyes darkened as he gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "You'll accept his gifts, but not mine? Has he eaten your brains?" "I..." Sylvia's eyes widened, her lips parted to explain, but Rupert silenced her with a fierce, urgent kiss.
He was punishing, biting her lips that always seemed to defy him.
"Ow!" Sylvia winced, trying to free herself, but his fingers laced tightly with hers, pinning her hands against the wooden cabinet.
The rising heat from their hands left a series of ambiguous prints on the cabinet's surface.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoments later, Rupert released her lips, his jaw tense, his eyes stormy now? I told you to stay away from him." Wittion. "Does it hurt met "Yes! You're right, I deserve all of this! To you all, I'm just someone to be used at your convenience, aren't I?" Her words broke something inside her, and tears welled up, threatening to spill over.
Rupert paused, brushing a thumb over the wetness at her eye, his furrowing. "Can't say a word to these days, can I?" belongs to Sylvia's breath hitched, a lump forming in her throat.
Of course, his patience and kindness were reserved for Bridget. Who was she to him?
"I don't need your concern," Sylvia said stubbornly, turning herfadem e away from his touch. "Speak toproperly."
Rupert's gaze was intense as he m looked down at her. The content is on novelenglish.net! Sylvia's height was average, but nex proportions were perfect, and features exquisite. No matter expression she wore, there was an inherent allure about her.
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