Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 260

Sylvia hurriedly arrived at the hospital and immediately had Eleven and Twelve, who were following her, stand

guard at the entrance to prevent any paparazzi from following or eavesdropping.

When she entered the ward, Abigail was already awake, leaning her head and looking out the window

with a weary expression.

Abigail heard the sound of the door closing but didn’t turn around. “Sylvia, | wish | had died today.”

Sylvia sat by the bedside, feeling a bit sorry for her.

On her way there, Sylvia already had a rough idea of what had happened.

Peter was a newcomer in the entertainment industry. After Abigail rose to fwith the Butterfly Girl Group, he

actively pursued her.

They intentionally generated hype about their relationship on variety shows, and three months ago, they quietly

established a romantic relationship.

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Little did they know, Peter was a scumbag who cheated on Abigail with a girl named Elizabeth, who was also a

member of the Butterfly Girl Group.

Elizabeth deliberately schemed against Abigail within the group, isolating her and even tormenting her privately.

Abigail was already busy with her work, and Peter, for sinexplicable reason, was giving her the cold

shoulder. Along with the isolation, she suffered a mental breakdown.

Sylvia felt somewhat guilty; ever since she signed Abigail to her company, she had been focused on securing her

work assignments but neglected her emotional well-being.

“Peter is just a despicable scumbag!” Abigail turned around, grabbing Sylvia's hand, tears streaming

down her face.

“Sylvia, he said I'm too reserved, unwilling to kiss or do the things couples do. Is it my fault?”

“You're not at fault. It’s your right to decide whether you want to do those things. If he truly loved you, he

wouldn't give up on you because of that.”

Abigail cried even harder.

Sylvia hugged her and let her cry in her embrace without any worries.

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“Today, | went to find him, but | caught him and Elizabeth naked in bed, doing that kind of thing. He said | was

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just an orphan and not worthy of him. He even said that he was only withbecause of my fame, but |

genuinely liked him...”

Sylvia comforted her and gently stroked her back. Are all girls who fall in love like this, completely consumed by

their emotions?

Abigail was deeply saddened right now, but Sylvia had to wake her up!

“Abigail, it's not that he looks down on you; it's because you have insecurities deep within yourself. You need to

strengthen your inner self!”

“Moreover, you did nothing wrong, Peter cheated on you, and he’s scum. Elizabeth knew you were in a

relationship with him, yet she didn’t back off and even took the lead in excluding you. You can’t think of ending

your life. Don’t you want to grow stronger and make those scumbags pay for bullying you?”

Abigail shook her head, sinking into self-doubt. “L... I'm not like you, | have nothing...”

“It’s precisely because you have nothing that you shouldn't fear losing anything when confronting them.

Besides, you have me. Don’t you want to see the day when those scumbags kneel at your feet and apologize?”

Abigail instantly stopped crying and looked at her earnestly, her eyes gradually firming up.

Coming out of the ward, Sylvia made a call to the Dark Bell organization.

“Quickly find evidence of Elizabeth and Peter secretly seeing each other. | want photos, 4K high-definition,

uncensored.”

“Yes, boss.”

She felt uneasy leaving Abigail, so she temporarily left Eleven and Twelve to take care of Abigail.

As soon as she cout of the elevator and left the hospital, she saw Eder’s car from afar.

Eder himself was leaning against the car, wearing a silver-gray mask, his expression not easily discernible from

a distance.

Sylvia was surprised and hurried over. “Why did you chere?”

Eder’s voice was deep. “Did you forget that | was supposed to pick you up? You cto the hospital without

even telling me?”

He had been waiting downstairs for a long time, but Sylvia didn’t answer her phone. He only found out

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from Beth that she had cto the hospital.

“Oh, right!” Sylvia embarrassedly touched her earlobe. “I was busy and forgot. I'll pay attention next

time.”

Next time? Eder felt a bit displeased, but he didn’t say anything for the moment. He would deal with her later

when they got back home.

He helped Sylvia open the car door, and with his left hand, almost habitually, he blocked the roof edge to

prevent her from hitting her head.

Together, they returned to Grant's house.

During dinner, Sylvia remained silent, still thinking about Abigail.

Eder felt a pang of jealousy and had been holding back his frustration. He felt that Sylvia cared more about

Abigail than about him.

After finishing her meal, Sylvia went back to her own bedroom.

Eder grew even more annoyed. Taking advantage of her going back to her room, he quietly returned to his own

room, taking along a thick wooden ruler made of redwood.

Tonight, he was determined to establish his authority!

He stood in front of Sylvia's door, hiding the ruler behind his back.

Sylvia hadn't locked her door. He took a deep breath and forcefully twisted the doorknob. He faced Sylvia, who

was sitting on the bed talking on the phone, with a menacing expression. He took out the ruler, his face dark and

ominous.

“Sylvia! You went to the hospital without telling me. Do you still have any regard for me, your fiance?”

Sylvia, who was inexplicably in the middle of a phone call with a member of the Dark Bell Organization, raised

her eyes to him.

Eder angrily slammed the ruler onto the bedside table, creating a loud “thud” sound.

The sound startled him as well, but he couldn't let his efforts go to waste. He kept a stern face and sternly

reprimanded her, “Put your hands out. Tonight, I'm going to teach you a lesson!”

Sylvia stared at him, confused.

Two minutes later, Eder surrendered under her cold gaze.

He knelt on the carpet beside the bed, with his back straight and his hands obediently pulling his own

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ears. Despite his rebellious expression, he couldn't hide the defiance in his eyes.

Sylvia sat leisurely on the bed, casually playing with the ruler he had brought

“Ider, are you planning to rebel? Have you forgotten what you promisedlast night at the entrance of the

Smith family’s house?”

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Eder choked.

Last night, Sylvia had said to keep a record, and in a few days, he had to repay her with interest.

He had actually forgotten....

Seeing him like this, Sylvia figured that he must have completely forgotten. It didn’t matter; she could help him

remember in a moment.

She compared the thickness of the ruler to her little finger. It was thicker than she had thought.

Eder was quite cruel!

This redwood ruler was much more powerful than the thin sandalwood one she had given to Mia before.

Since he had handed it over, how could she not fulfill his wish?

“Tonight, | originally encountered a troublessituation, and | didn’t plan on dealing with you, but now you're

willingly delivering yourself to me.”

She lowered her gaze, imitating his tone from earlier, and said in a deep voice, “Reach out, I'm going to teach

you a lesson!”

Eder struggled internally but didn’t move.

“Hmm?”

Sylvia threatened him with a glance. “Will a grown up man like you break your promise?”

Eder was left speechless, his throat tightening in confusion. Slowly, he extended his left hand towards her, palm

up and open.

Sylvia didn’t hold back either. A muffled sound echoed as the ruler made contact. He didn’t flinch, not even a

furrowed brow.

In a gentle voice, Sylvia asked, “Does it hurt?”

Eder felt the pain and responded honestly, “It’s bearable.”

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Having been handling guns for many years, despite a life of comfort in Frant City with few calluses, his palms

retained a rough texture. The ruler strike left only a two-finger-wide red mark on his palm.

Although the injury wasn’t severe, it did hurt, but it was within his tolerance.

Sylvia wasn’t satisfied with his answer.

“Bearable” simply meant average. To put it bluntly, it didn’t hurt much. It appeared that she had gone easy on

him.