Sylvia's POV:
I hesitated for a few moments before answering the call, and talked to him as usual.
His deep pleasant voice washed over me. He told me that he missed me and that the meeting was over.
In fact, I already knew from Blair that the meeting had ended, but I still had to pretend to be surprised. "The meeting ended so early! Does that mean we can get to the restaurant early?"
There was a long pause. Then Rufus' apologetic voice came through. "I'm sorry, Sylvia. I wanted to come home earlier, but I have other plans. I'm afraid I'm going to have to cancel our date tonight."
"It's fine. We can go there some other day. Anyway, it's not like the restaurant is going to shut down soon," I joked, trying to cheer him up.
I could sense Rufus' guilt as he sighed. "We'll go together next time. I'll be back after finishing my work. I want to eat spaghetti with shrimp tonight. Will you cook it for me?"
I was suddenly overwhelmed with sadness as I held the phone in my hand. A lump formed in my throat and bitterness surged in my heart. I struggled to hold back my tears and answered with a smile, "Of course. And I'll prepare some roasted duck for you. It's your favorite."
Blair returned a few minutes after I disconnected the call. He gave me a surprised look. "Why are your eyes red? Have you been crying?"
"No, I'm just a little tired. My eyes are sore." I lowered my head to shield my tears from him.
He didn't push the matter. He went into the changing room and came out in street clothes with a baseball cap on his head. Something seemed to suddenly strike him. He spun around and pinned his serious gaze on me. "Aren't you going to return after leaving?"
Blair's question shocked me. I hadn't expected him to be so perceptive. How did he know this?
I instantly shook my head. "How can that be? Of course, I'll come back."
In reality, I had already made my decision. If I failed to obtain the inheritance book my mother left behind and refine the bug that could eat Rufus' memories away, I would just disappear from his world. In this way, I hoped his love for me would die with time. As long as he stopped loving me, he would live.
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