True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 2173

After hanging up reluctantly, Sylvia entered the front door.

As soon as she entered the living room, she saw her father sitting on the sofa, emanating a strong sense of displeasure, so strong that it intimidated her.

Shocked, Sylvia wondered if her father was waiting for her, seeing that he was still downstairs at this time.

"Probably not, right?" she thought.

However, how could she not think so when he looked visibly displeased, plus that piercing gaze.

Usually, her father would've already been in bed with her mother at this time. He had been carrying his responsibilities and duties as a husband when her mother was currently pregnant. In any case, he shouldn't be in the living room.

Something wasn't right.

Could it be that everyone had discovered she snuck out at night?

She was on pins and needles but at the same time trying her best to look indifferent on the surface, telling herself, "Don't fret, don't let it show, and I'll be able to get away with it."

She noticed her father staring his piercing gaze right at her the moment she appeared, sizing as if to inspect whether there was anything unusual about her.

She could no longer retain her composure.

Her kiss with Kendrix immediately came to mind being under her father's piercing gaze.

It was human nature to feel guilty when one committed the wrong.

"D- Dad, why are you still downstairs? Has Mom fallen asleep? Why aren't you with her?" Sylvia could not help tremoring the moment she spoke, feeling guilty and nervous.

There should be no traces of what she had done. Even if her father was eagle-eyed, as long as she did not concede it, he shouldn't be able to find it out.

"How can I discover you snuck out at such a late night if I don't sit and wait for you here?" Heinz wasn't going to cut her any slack, saying bluntly. "Are you only going to admit it when you're caught red-handed?"

Flushed from feeling guilty, Sylvia adjusted herself quickly and cracked a smile. "You noticed, huh, Dad?"

Heinz wore a darkened expression. "Say it; where were you?"

"I was just having a stroll outside; I didn't go anywhere." Grinning, Sylvia approached her father, standing in front of him with all smiles.

"Didn't go anywhere?" Heinz frowned and snorted with patent disbelief.

Sylvia explained hurriedly, "Dad, I'm already sixteen. Are you still worried that I'll be lost? Relax, I won't. With my intelligence, you don't have to worry at all, right, Dad?"

To Heinz's surprise, his daughter rambled with a deferential tone instead of her usual righteous one and a fluctuated pitch into the bargain. It was apparent she was covering up her guilty conscience.

Heinz squinted, and his gaze was as sharp as a spotlight when he sized her up, in no hurry to take the next step.

At least he could put his worried mind to ease with her return.

Still, it was plain that there was something wrong with her.

His precious baby girl had grown up and began to value her privacy and inner thoughts.

Heinz was aware that he should grant her some freedom, but that didn't mean she could sneak out in the middle of the night.

From how he looked at it, she could've settled her affairs during the day, and it was neither safe nor easy for her to gauge her surroundings at night.

Furthermore, she wouldn't have snuck out if she didn't want them to find out where she went.

Although she was a nimble-witted child, she was a girl after all. Naturally, Heinz didn't want his daughter to be taken advantage of, often brooding over her.

Banes of being parents. However, Sylvia probably wouldn't understand the feeling until she became one herself.

"Spit it out; where did you go at such a late night?" Heinz asked in a gruff and dignified tone.

"How stern." was all Sylvia could describe of her father at the moment. It seemed that her words didn't convince him.

She sat down beside her father instantly, blinking adorably at him, obedient and ingratiating.

In the past, her father would soften up when she acted cute, but not that day. For some reason, his expression never changed, keeping a grave stare at her.