Chapter 675: My bad

Silvia rushed to her chambers and cried a river. Her pillow was drenched with tears, hating Rufus for messing with her heart once again. She hated the man, but deep in her heart, she knew she didn't hate him to the point she didn't want to see him. 

She just couldn't understand it. Rufus had kept his sentiments to himself all these years, but suddenly, he would spew all that. Despite that, Silvia didn't have the luxury to dwell deeper into his remarks as she bawled her eyes. Her tears continued, face buried in the pillow. 

As the night fell and only her sniffles filled her room, Silvia hiccuped. Slowly, she pushed herself up and looked around the dark bedroom. Her eyes fell on the armchair near the bed, narrowing her eyes at the silhouette of the man sitting on it.