Sylvia's expression didn’t change. She continued to pour him a glass of water, her eyes downcast, a soft, alluring light in them.
“You figured it out?”
“Yes,” Eugene said with a nod, a hint of sadness in his voice. “I almost didn’te. But | knew that avoiding it wouldn't solve
anything.”
He looked at her. “A couple of days before Grandma passed, | noticed a large sum of money had been deposited into my personal
account. It was from Milanda. | called her to ask what it was for.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“She said you told her it was mymission for referring clients to you.”
“That's when | understood everything.”
He gave a wry, self-deprecating laugh. “You really don’t like being indebted to anyone, do you? You agreed to be my girlfriend to
repayfor signing those hospital papers for you. That's it, isn’t it? And you already knew that Grandma didn’t have much time
left, so you stayed by my side during the hardest tof my life to repayfor staying with you when you were sick.”
“You left J City in her final days because you were afraid she would make a dying wish of you, something you couldn't fulfill. You
didn’t want to hurt a dying woman, so you left.”
Sylvia felt a pang of guilt. “I regret not being able to see her one last time.”
Eugene shook his head. “You called her every day. She was happy. She passed away peacefully.”
“That's good to hear.”
Sylvia had always known Eugene was a smart man, which was why she had never worried about their breakup being messy.
He looked at her, his gaze searching. “Sylvia, do you have any feelings forat all?”
Her eyes, full of a soft light, met his. “There was a point,” she admitted after a moment, “when | considered trying to have a real
relationship with you, to start over. But I'm sorry. | can't.”
“Because of him?” Eugene asked.
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