Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

“Don’t touch it, it's dirty.” Sylvia warned.

She looked at Edgar, her thoughts clear. “This blood is fresh, which means something just happened here,

When you and Eric rushed over, didn’t you see anything?”

Edgar remained silent but glanced at Eric.

Eric understood the unspoken message and explained, “I arrived first. When | cin, | saw someone jumping

out of the window and fleeing. | managed to wound him with a knife. This blood should be from that person.”

“What happened to that person? With your skills, how did he manage to escape from you?” Sylvia inquired,

seeking answers.

Eric scratched his head, feigning embarrassment. “I'm sorry, it was my oversight. He had backup, so I didn’t

pursue him.”

Fine, there was no point in pursuing further if nobody was chasing the suspect.

Sylvia glanced at Edgar again, noting that apart from his injured face and lips, he seemed fine.

“Let's go back to the Cloud View Villa,” she suggested, turning to leave the room.

Edgar followed behind her, every step pulling on the whip wound on his lower back.

Eric quickly stepped forward to support him, noticing his discomfort.

Curious about the commotion behind her, Sylvia halted and turned back. “What's wrong?”

Edgar took a deep breath, forcing a smile. “It’s nothing. | just slipped a bit.”

Eric rolled his eyes. How could he shift the blonto him?

Bitterly smiling at Sylvia, Eric said, “Yes, | lost my footing. Fortunately, | reacted quickly and grabbed Mr. Fallen’s

arm to prevent a fall!”

Sylvia brushed off the incident, not dwelling on it, and swiftly exited the abandoned factory.

Edgar asked Eric to drive away the car he arrived in and return with Sylvia's car. Throughout the journey, Edgar

sat upright, his suit impeccable, not leaning against the car seat.

Sylvia noticed his posture and recalled the burn on his back.

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Edgar cleared his throat and spoke after a moment of silence, “It’s alright. Don’t worry, he will surely reveal

something tomorrow.”

“Good,” Sylvia responded, leaving the conversation at that.

They soon arrived at Cloud View Villa, entering the living room together.

While Sylvia leisurely changed her shoes, Edgar had already changed his clothes. He took her hand and led her

upstairs.

After climbing two steps, he stopped abruptly and said, “Sylvia, are you hungry tonight? I'm a bit tired, and |

want to rest for half an hour before cooking.”

Sylvia felt a sense of unease but didn’t object. “I’m not very hungry. | can eat later.”

“Then I'll go up first,” Edgar said, disappearing around the corner of the second floor.

For sreason, Sylvia had an odd feeling. She sensed that his subtle expressions were all the way back.

Had the burn on his back worsened?

She followed him to the second floor, only to find Edgar's door unlocked.

Pushing the door open gently, she saw him lying quietly under the blanket, seemingly asleep. However, Sylvia

noticed that he was lying on his stomach, still wearing his suit jacket.

She entered the room, walked to the edge of his bed, and sat down, reaching out to touch his forehead.

Feeling the touch of her cold hand, Edgar's eyelashes trembled. “I don’t have a fever. I'm just tired. I'll be

fine,” he murmured.

Indeed, his forehead felt slightly warm, indicating no fever.

Perhaps she was overthinking things.

“Alright then, rest,” Sylvia withdrew her hand, preparing to get up and leave. But suddenly, she felt a

strong grip tight around her waist. Before she could react, she realized that Edgar had wrapped his arms tightly

around her, burying his head in her lap while his upper body lay on her thigh.

She was initially taken aback, not expecting him to be so bold this time.

“Stop!” she exclaimed, attempting to break free. However, Edgar's grip only tightened, and he seemed

unaffected by her resistance.

“Just lethold you for a while,” he pleaded softly.

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Sylvia hesitated for a moment. She remembered her resolve from the previous night to oxy romantic thoughts

and maintain their master servant relationship. Yet, she found herself rigid

allowed him to embrace her.

The room fell into silence, and everything seemed to be in harmony. But Edgar's brows forrowed, and ve every

breath seemed to cause him pain throughout his body.

The burn on his back was deteriorating without proper medication, causing the pain to intensity However, the

sweet fragrance emanating from Sylvia's body was as tempting as honey, mading hreluctant to let go.

As he lay on her lap, Sylvia could sense the heaviness in his breathing, and the discomfort in his body.

Something wasn’t quite right.

“After five days, the burn on your back shouldn't hurt as much as before. Why does it seem like you're in pain?”

she inquired, concerned.

Edgar remained silent, grappling with the throbbing pain in his body.

Growing suspicious, Sylvia reached for the collar of his shirt. But Edgar swiftly caught her wrist, stopping

her.

“I'm fine. Besides, without medicine, removing the bandage will only worsen the situation,” he said, his voice

filled with suppressed pain.

She was right, but”

“But why do you look so hurt? Did something happen today when you went out?” Sylvia persisted, her worry

evident. “Stand up, take off your clothes, and letsee.”

Undress again?

Edgar felt somewhat helpless. Just as he was about to respond, Eleven knocked on the door.

“Miss, the Knight family’s bodyguard is here,” Eleven announced.

“Why would the Knight family’s bodyguard be here?” Sylvia wondered aloud. Could it be that the Knight family

had already discovered that Nick was missing?

Eleven explained, “It's because of the trouble caused by the Knight family’s daughter. They can’t find Mr.

Nick, and since you're the only one in Frant City, they're seeking your help. Miss?”

Sylvia fell into deep thought. Joan had been close to her since childhood, and their families had a strong bond. If

the Knight family’s bodyguards were seeking her assistance while Nick remained captive, it was clear that

something was amiss.

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However, with Edgar's condition”

Glancing down at the man in her arms, she noticed him sensing her gaze and voluntarily releasing his grip, lying

back down on the bed.

“I'll go back to sleep. I'll make dinner when you return,” he murmured.

Having made his request, Edgar left Sylvia with nothing more to say. “Rest, but | still need to see your injury

when | cback. Do you understand?” she warned.

Edgar hummed. Sylvia remained seated by his bedside for a while longer, observing as his breathing gradually

calmed and his expression grew peaceful. Finally, she stood up and led Eleven, Anna, and the Knight family

bodyguards out of the room.

As the sound of the car’s engine faded into the distance, Edgar called Nineteen into the room.

“Mr. Fallen, what can | do for you?” Nineteen asked with concern.

Edgar clenched his teeth, inhaling sharply to alleviate the pain that coursed through his body. After a few

moments, he managed to speak, his voice strained, “The medicine cabinet” In the locker on the first floor’s living

room, help me” treat my wound.”

“Of course, right away!” Nineteen promptly responded. He hurried downstairs and swiftly returned with his

medical kit in hand.

“Mr. Fallen, where are you injured?” Nineteen inquired, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight of the

large, mottled bloodstains on the back of Edgar's white shirt.

“What happened? How did you sustain such

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“Don’t touch it, it's dirty.” Sylvia warned.

She looked at Edgar, her thoughts clear. “This blood is fresh, which means something just happened here,

When you and Eric rushed over, didn’t you see anything?”

Edgar remained silent but glanced at Eric.

Eric understood the unspoken message and explained, “I arrived first. When | cin, | saw someone jumping

out of the window and fleeing. | managed to wound him with a knife. This blood should be from that person.”

“What happened to that person? With your skills, how did he manage to escape from you?” Sylvia inquired,

seeking answers.

Eric scratched his head, feigning embarrassment. “I'm sorry, it was my oversight. He had backup, so I didn’t

pursue him.”

Fine, there was no point in pursuing further if nobody was chasing the suspect.

Sylvia glanced at Edgar again, noting that apart from his injured face and lips, he seemed fine.

“Let's go back to the Cloud View Villa,” she suggested, turning to leave the room.

Edgar followed behind her, every step pulling on the whip wound on his lower back.

Eric quickly stepped forward to support him, noticing his discomfort.

Curious about the commotion behind her, Sylvia halted and turned back. “What's wrong?”

Edgar took a deep breath, forcing a smile. “It’s nothing. | just slipped a bit.”

Eric rolled his eyes. How could he shift the blonto him?

Bitterly smiling at Sylvia, Eric said, “Yes, | lost my footing. Fortunately, | reacted quickly and grabbed Mr. Fallen’s

arm to prevent a fall!”

Sylvia brushed off the incident, not dwelling on it, and swiftly exited the abandoned factory.

Edgar asked Eric to drive away the car he arrived in and return with Sylvia's car. Throughout the journey, Edgar

sat upright, his suit impeccable, not leaning against the car seat.

Sylvia noticed his posture and recalled the burn on his back.

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Edgar cleared his throat and spoke after a moment of silence, “It’s alright. Don’t worry, he will surely reveal

something tomorrow.”

“Good,” Sylvia responded, leaving the conversation at that.

They soon arrived at Cloud View Villa, entering the living room together.

While Sylvia leisurely changed her shoes, Edgar had already changed his clothes. He took her hand and led her

upstairs.

After climbing two steps, he stopped abruptly and said, “Sylvia, are you hungry tonight? I'm a bit tired, and |

want to rest for half an hour before cooking.”

Sylvia felt a sense of unease but didn’t object. “I’m not very hungry. | can eat later.”

“Then I'll go up first,” Edgar said, disappearing around the corner of the second floor.

For sreason, Sylvia had an odd feeling. She sensed that his subtle expressions were all the way back.

Had the burn on his back worsened?

She followed him to the second floor, only to find Edgar's door unlocked.

Pushing the door open gently, she saw him lying quietly under the blanket, seemingly asleep. However, Sylvia

noticed that he was lying on his stomach, still wearing his suit jacket.

She entered the room, walked to the edge of his bed, and sat down, reaching out to touch his forehead.

Feeling the touch of her cold hand, Edgar's eyelashes trembled. “I don’t have a fever. I'm just tired. I'll be

fine,” he murmured.

Indeed, his forehead felt slightly warm, indicating no fever.

Perhaps she was overthinking things.

“Alright then, rest,” Sylvia withdrew her hand, preparing to get up and leave. But suddenly, she felt a

strong grip tight around her waist. Before she could react, she realized that Edgar had wrapped his arms tightly

around her, burying his head in her lap while his upper body lay on her thigh.

She was initially taken aback, not expecting him to be so bold this time.

“Stop!” she exclaimed, attempting to break free. However, Edgar's grip only tightened, and he seemed

unaffected by her resistance.

“Just lethold you for a while,” he pleaded softly.

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Sylvia hesitated for a moment. She remembered her resolve from the previous night to oxy romantic thoughts

and maintain their master servant relationship. Yet, she found herself rigid

allowed him to embrace her.

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The room fell into silence, and everything seemed to be in harmony. But Edgar's brows forrowed, and ve every

breath seemed to cause him pain throughout his body.

The burn on his back was deteriorating without proper medication, causing the pain to intensity However, the

sweet fragrance emanating from Sylvia's body was as tempting as honey, mading hreluctant to let go.

As he lay on her lap, Sylvia could sense the heaviness in his breathing, and the discomfort in his body.

Something wasn’t quite right.

“After five days, the burn on your back shouldn't hurt as much as before. Why does it seem like you're in pain?”

she inquired, concerned.

Edgar remained silent, grappling with the throbbing pain in his body.

Growing suspicious, Sylvia reached for the collar of his shirt. But Edgar swiftly caught her wrist, stopping

her.

“I'm fine. Besides, without medicine, removing the bandage will only worsen the situation,” he said, his voice

filled with suppressed pain.

She was right, but”

“But why do you look so hurt? Did something happen today when you went out?” Sylvia persisted, her worry

evident. “Stand up, take off your clothes, and letsee.”

Undress again?

Edgar felt somewhat helpless. Just as he was about to respond, Eleven knocked on the door.

“Miss, the Knight family’s bodyguard is here,” Eleven announced.

“Why would the Knight family’s bodyguard be here?” Sylvia wondered aloud. Could it be that the Knight family

had already discovered that Nick was missing?

Eleven explained, “It's because of the trouble caused by the Knight family’s daughter. They can’t find Mr.

Nick, and since you're the only one in Frant City, they're seeking your help. Miss?”

Sylvia fell into deep thought. Joan had been close to her since childhood, and their families had a strong bond. If

the Knight family’s bodyguards were seeking her assistance while Nick remained captive, it was clear that

something was amiss.

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However, with Edgar's condition”

Glancing down at the man in her arms, she noticed him sensing her gaze and voluntarily releasing his grip, lying

back down on the bed.

“I'll go back to sleep. I'll make dinner when you return,” he murmured.

Having made his request, Edgar left Sylvia with nothing more to say. “Rest, but | still need to see your injury

when | cback. Do you understand?” she warned.

Edgar hummed. Sylvia remained seated by his bedside for a while longer, observing as his breathing gradually

calmed and his expression grew peaceful. Finally, she stood up and led Eleven, Anna, and the Knight family

bodyguards out of the room.

As the sound of the car’s engine faded into the distance, Edgar called Nineteen into the room.

“Mr. Fallen, what can | do for you?” Nineteen asked with concern.

Edgar clenched his teeth, inhaling sharply to alleviate the pain that coursed through his body. After a few

moments, he managed to speak, his voice strained, “The medicine cabinet” In the locker on the first floor’s living

room, help me” treat my wound.”

“Of course, right away!” Nineteen promptly responded. He hurried downstairs and swiftly returned with his

medical kit in hand.

“Mr. Fallen, where are you injured?” Nineteen inquired, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight of the

large, mottled bloodstains on the back of Edgar's white shirt.

“What happened? How did you sustain such injuries?!” Nineteen exclaimed in disbelief.

Edgar sighed, the pain evident in his voice. “It's a long story. Just helptake off my suit.”

Nineteen didn’t dare to waste any time. He quickly stepped forward, assisting Edgar in removing his suit jacket.

However, as the fabric fell away, Nineteen’s shock deepened at the sight of the gruesburns and wounds

that marred Edgar's back.

“This is” This is terrible! How did this happen?” Nineteen asked, his voice filled with concern and compassion.

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injuries?!” Nineteen exclaimed in disbelief.

Edgar sighed, the pain evident in his voice. “It's a long story. Just helptake off my suit.”

Nineteen didn’t dare to waste any time. He quickly stepped forward, assisting Edgar in removing his suit jacket.

However, as the fabric fell away, Nineteen’s shock deepened at the sight of the gruesburns and wounds

that marred Edgar's back.

“This is” This is terrible! How did this happen?” Nineteen asked, his voice filled with concern and compassion.

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