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Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 208

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Sylvia never imagined Rupert could be so reckless.

Despite it being late at night, the hospital was bustling with people, yet he dared to shove her hand under his sweater.

Her cold hand touched the man's fiery waist, making her involuntarily let out a soft gasp.

People around turned their heads at the sound, and she quickly looked down, struggling fiercely, but her hand was trapped tightly against his waist.

Sylvia curled her fingers, feeling the heat from his tight muscles against her palm, with no escape in sight. Anyone stepping closer would see her hand sneaking under his sweater.

Perhaps it was her imagination, but the warmth in the palm of her hand felt alarmingly high.

Panicked, she whispered, “Rupert, are you out of your mind? What if someone takes a picture?”

Rupert's cold gaze fixed on her, his voice icy, “You're not scared coming to see Warren late at night dressed like that, but you're scared being with me? Why did you come into my room at night in the first place?”

Sylvia flinched, unable to meet his eyes, for once she had deeply loved the man before her.

But now...

Her eyes lowered, “Can I regret it? If I could start over, I…”

Before she could finish, Rupert pulled her into his coat, their upper bodies pressed tightly together, and she could even feel his chest rising and falling.

He restrained her body, trying to escape, and said sternly, “There are no regrets with me.”

Sylvia looked up, meeting his gaze. The air thickened for a moment; his eyes were dark and his pale complexion seemed oddly off.

She opened her mouth to ask something when her phone rang.

It was her ride.

Checking her phone, Rupert didn’t stop her.

“Miss, I've arrived. Where are you?”

“Coming right out.”

Sylvia stepped back, turning her face to leave, and felt the weight of a man’s coat added to her shoulders.

Turning back, Rupert had already walked to his car.

On the phone, the driver urged, “Miss, we can’t park here for long.”

“I’m coming.”

Sylvia adjusted the coat on her and hurried to the car.

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