NovelEnglishSylvia could tell Chris had seen right through her, so she didn't bother pretending. "What's going on with him? Is
this about what happened with Yves last time?"
Chris frowned, unsure where to even begin.
After the Yves incident, Sylvia had grown totally averse to Rupert.
Rupert, for his part, looked calm on the outside, but every bit of his turmoil showed itself in how slowly he was
recovering.
He was in a dark place.
It got so bad he had to get a minor spinal procedure, and he's still in recovery- walking with a cane.
Chris opened his mouth, but then remembered Rupert's warning.
Don't tell Sylvia.
From the day he'd met Rupert, Chris knew the guy was cold and obsessive. Rupert was convinced Sylvia
belonged to him, and he'd keep her through business logic and sheer force, never warmth.
Sylvia, on the other hand, was stubborn and conflicted.
The person she cared about, and the person she tried hardest to ignore, were one and the same-Rupert.
Her biggest pain was that her head and her heart just couldn't line up.
Watching them, Chris sometimes wondered if things would've been better if, back then, Sylvia had owned up to
that night, admitted she was the woman, and just married Rupert while everyone was still talking about it.
But after all that had happened, he realized a forced marriage-unaccepted by both-would never end well, no
matter how hard Rupert tried to hold on.
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But she was the Sanford heiress. When she and Rupert stood together, everyone called them a match made in
heaven.
Well.
Maybe it was for the best if they split.
Even Chris thought so.
"Dr. Chris?" Sylvia called softly, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Chris cleared his throat. "Yeah, it's kind of about Yves. Rupert had a bad accident -hurt his back. He's recovering,
can't put too much strain on it, but, uh... don't worry. Everything will work just fine in the future."
Sylvia paused, then realized what he meant by "work just fine." She shot him a glare. "Christine!"
"Hey! Only my mom callsthat. Watch it," Chris snapped, bristling.
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Chris called after her, clutching the wine, finally asking the question Rupert most wanted answered.
"Wait. You're suddenly so concerned-are you worried about him?"
Sylvia stopped, her voice cool. "I just don't want to owe him anything."
Chris shot back, "So what about him risking his life racing to save you? How does that count?"
Sylvia's voice was quiet, but steady. "Who was he really trying to save? Do | have to spell it out? He covered for
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Sylvia spoke softly, as if she'd already accepted the facts.
But Chris noticed her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were trembling.
"That's because Ms. Sanford..." Chris started, but the words died in his throat.
"Dr. Chris, you got their wedding e-invite, right? Reese wantedto help pick it out with her."
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She was about to call a cab when her phone rang-Lester.
"Turn around."
She spun and, to her surprise, Lester was standing right behind her.
He looked her over, his gaze landing on her flushed cheeks. "You've been
drinking?"
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