Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 720
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Sylviaâs POV:
My heart was heavy when my eyes opened. A handsome face came into view. It was Rufus.
I blinked my eyes groggily, nearly forgetting who and where I was.
At this moment, an excited voice came from beside me. âSylvia is awake!â
My eyes instinctively flew in the direction the sound came from and I realized that Flora and Warren were also there.
It was only then that I realized I was lying on a bed. The memory of Leonardâs death came rushing back to me.
I gave a feeble smile, wanting to tell them that I was fine, but I really wasnât. There was a big hole in my life now. The loneliness I felt could not be put into words.
Flora held my hand, her eyes shining with concern. âI know what you want to say. But you donât need to say anything right now. We all understand. You must be starving. Do you want some soup?â
I shook my head gently. âIâm not hungry.â
Rufus sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my forehead worriedly. âYou havenât eaten anything for almost twenty-four hours. You should try to have something. You are so weak right now.â
I shook my head again. âIâm sorry, Rufus. I really have no appetite.â
Rufus hurriedly reached out to wipe them and nervously asked, âWhatâs wrong, Sylvia? Do you feel some discomfort?â
I shook my head, the tears still flowing, and sobbed, âNo, I just canât get a handle on my emotions.â
Something seemed to dawn on him. He sighed, got to his feet, and went to Flora and Warren. âIâm sorry. Can you guys give us a moment? I need some time alone with Sylvia.â
Flora studied me worriedly for a moment. Then she nodded and left with Warren.
Rufus came back to me and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed me on the forehead and said in a gentle voice, âBaby, I know what youâre going through. Just cry if you want to.â
His tenderness made me even more despondent. The complex emotions in me became increasingly intense, until they finally exploded. I sobbed loudly and roared to vent my sorrow.
âI⦠I know crying like this is bad for the baby. But, I canât control myself. Every time I think of Leonardâs death, I feel so sadâ¦â I grabbed Rufusâ shirt and buried my face in his chest as I sobbed, âRufus, I thought I had finally found my father. But now, heâs gone. Heâs gone foreverâ¦â