Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 80

Sylvia’s POV:

“Did you bring your medicine?” Rufus asked in a low voice without raising his head.

“It’s in my coat pocket,” I quickly answered. Rufus must be in a bad mood at the moment because he didn’t look at me and his face was gloomy.

He silently took the tube of ointment out of my coat pocket and rubbed the bruises on my leg.

I couldn’t help crying out in pain. But I quickly covered my mouth with my hand to restrain myself from making too much noise, not daring to look at him.

“Just endure the pain because the bruises must be rubbed. Otherwise, it will take longer to recover,” Rufus said in a plain voice, but he reduced the force in his hands.

I stared at his downcast face and couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Is he worried about me?’

“Hey, let me see who’s having a crush on the prince again,” Yana started teasing me again.

“Yana, just go to sleep,” I said crossly. I didn’t know why she often spoke in a dandy tone recently.

“Someone I know can endure the extreme pain when fighting. But how can she be so weak and fragile in front of Rufus?” Yana said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Yana! Will you please shut up?”

But Yana kept nagging. And her every word was connoting something. This made me feel ashamed and angry, so I quickly blocked her voice and pretended not to hear her.

“I’m sorry,” Rufus suddenly apologized.

I was so shocked that I stared at him and blinked my eyes. Was I hearing things again?

But he still kept his head down and didn’t stop rubbing my leg. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that you were injured. I shouldn’t have forced you to dance.”

Although his voice was muffled, I heard his every word clearly. He looked very depressed, like a big dog soaked in the rain.

“You have nothing to apologize for. It’s not your fault, after all,” I said softly. If only I could, I really wanted to pat his head. But the fact that he was a prince stopped me from doing it.

Rufus didn’t answer me. He looked even more depressed, which made me feel sorrier for him.

“I deliberately hid my injury from you, and I agreed to this dance lesson,” I said again.

Rufus remained silent for a long time. “Forget about this dance lesson. Your leg is injured, and it’s not good for you to practice dancing. Don’t force yourself.”

But if I didn’t learn how to dance, I would embarrass him at the ball. Thinking of this, I got anxious at once. “No, I want to learn how to dance. I’m not forcing myself. I can practice. I can do it.”

“But I don’t want you to practice anymore,” Rufus said, looking up at me. And I was stunned when I saw the affection in his eyes.

My face started to feel hot. I knew that I was blushing, so I quickly looked away. It must be because the light was so dazzling that I had some illusions.

“But I really want to practice,” I stammered. I didn’t want to embarrass Rufus. And I decided to take it as the grand finale of my relationship with Rufus, so I would indulge myself to the extreme.

Rufus didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what was in his mind.

Afraid that he would see through my intention, I hurriedly explained, “I want to learn more skills. I might be able to use them in the future.”

At this time, Rufus smiled brightly. With his two dimples showing, he looked more charming. This was the second time I saw him smile like this.

“So, you can smile.” I fixed my eyes on him and didn’t want to look away. I felt like there was a rabbit inside my chest, constantly hopping around.

When Rufus heard what I said, a wry expression crept across his face. He then pursed his lips as the smile disappeared.

“You actually look good when you’re smiling.” He looked so good that looking at him made my heart skip a beat.

“My dear, stop talking now. Rufus’ ears are already red,” Yana suddenly whispered in my head.