Sylvia's POV:
I eventually felt depressed. Rufus' aura was too imposing and domineering for me. Every time I confronted him, I would always lose even if my point was reasonable enough.
It was all his fault! I doubted anyone could say no to that goddamn handsome face. No matter how mad I was at him, my heart would always melt at the sight of him.
I pouted and whispered, "I didn't mean that."
"What do you mean then? Do you want to live with me or not?" Rufus frowned. "It's a simple question, Sylvia."
This man had completely misunderstood my intentions.
"What? What are you talking about? I just don't think you should've moved all my things away without my permission. You're being disrespectful to me as your mate! When I went back to my dormitory today, I almost thought I had been robbed! I was so anxious and scared, especially after knowing what happened to you! What if our baby got affected? What would happen then?!"
The more I talked, the angrier I became. After scolding him, I turned sideways and didn't bother to look at him anymore.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know. This is all my fault..." Rufus sighed as he reached under my clothes and touched my belly with his warm hand. "How's our baby?"
Although he admitted his mistake pretty quickly this time, I was still mad at him.
I puffed my cheeks and looked at the priceless grids that were made of fine-quality wood in the distance. There were so many figurine kittens on it, and I remembered when Rufus and I made those.
Rufus pulled on my hand, but I didn't say anything. I just shifted my gaze to a floor lamp that had a goose feather cover. The warm, yellow light looked beautiful as it shone on the curtain.
Rufus smiled and ran his fingers through my hair. "Please don't be mad anymore. I know I'm the one at fault."
"It's good that you're aware of your mistakes. If something like this happens again, I won't talk to you for the rest of my life." I pouted before rubbing my forehead against his shoulder. Then, I nestled in his arms and sighed, attempting to calm down.
Now, I had another problem. If I were to live with Rufus, escaping would be inconvenient for me. I had to find an excuse to move to the guest room. However, as soon as I thought of that, Rufus took the initiative to speak. His expression looked sincere as he said, "If you don't want to live with me, I can move to the guest room so you can have the master bedroom all to yourself. That is if that's what you want."
What he said had rendered me speechless.
I didn't want him to be suspicious of me, so I told him the opposite of what I was supposed to do. "What the hell are you talking about? What makes you think I don't want to live with you, Rufus? Even if I die, I'll always stick by your side." Although I said that, I felt helpless. I couldn't carry on with the plan like this. Damn it! Since when did he become so cunning? His behavior moments prior made my heart melt, and I just couldn't refuse him.
It didn't take long before me and Rufus ' conversation ended. Feeling depressed, I simply picked up my pajamas and went to take a shower. Just when I was taking off all my clothes, Rufus suddenly pushed the door open and went inside.
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