NovelEnglishChapter 75
So he use her innocence as a shield once again.
In her past life, after that night of passion, he had used her to silence the whispers, using her as a barrier to pave
a way for Bridget. And now, history was repeating itself. Sylvia lost her appetite, listlessly setting down her
phone, and gazed out the window, feeling utterly breathless.
Across from her, Warren frowned. "What's wrong? You look pale."
Sylvia took a sip of water, trying to regain scomposure. "It's nothing, I'm just full."
She didn't want to drag Warren into this mess.
Warren looked at her, tenderly reaching out. "You're all grown up, yet you still manage to get food on your face?"
"What?"
Before Sylvia could comprehend, Warren's hand was already on her cheek, gently wiping the corner of her
mouth.
Sylvia was taken aback but instinctively flinched away.
"I can do it myself."
"It's clean." Warren said.
"Thanks." Sylvia wiped the corner of her mouth and glanced down at her dress. "Warren, this dress must have
been expensive, right? Can it be returned?"
Warren paused. "The dress?"
Sylvia nodded toward her attire. "I mean..."
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"Hello, your apple pie is here. Enjoy."
The server placed two warm apple pies in front of them. The mouthwatering aroma was inviting, especially in the
midst of fall. Eating a warm apple pie felt like it could warm the whole body. Sylvia didn't press on with her
question. Instead, she smiled and said, "Warren, try it."
"Sure."
Warren took a bite, his gaze lingering on Sylvia's smile for a long time.
After the meal, Warren said he'd drive Sylvia back to college, which she didn't refuse since it wasn't convenient
to travel in such attire.
Before leaving, Sylvia cast one more glance towards the most secluded spot in the diner.
Rupert's fingertips were swirling a piece of ice in his glass, his movements thoughtful and lazily seductive. His
face, half-hidden in shadow, appeared mysterious and somewhat intimidating.
Sylvia wasn't sure, but as he drank, she felt his gaze on her, following the movement of his throat.
Before she could react, Warren had already draped his jacket over her shoulders and boldly waved at Rupert.
"Uncle, we're heading out."
Sylvia felt a rush of anxiety, hardly daring to look at Rupert as she hurriedly pulled Warren away.
As soon as they reached the college, Warren's phone rang.
It was Mrs. Fiona.
"Warren, I'm feeling a bit under the weather. Could you cover?"
Warren's brows knitted together, and after a signal from Sylvia, he slowly responded, "Alright, Mom."
After hanging up, Sylvia quickly got out of the car. "Warren, give my regards to Mrs. Fiona."
"Will do. Callif you need anything."
After advising her, Warren drove off.
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Warren sat across from her, his arm resting on the table, clearly displeased.
Fiona set down her cup with a sigh.
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Warren countered, "If Sylvia says it's nothing, then it's nothing. Let's move on!"
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Warren fell silent, his hand clenched tightly on the table.
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