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.
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