Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

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Chapter 744 Go To The Black Market

Sylvia’s POV:

The next morning, Rufus sent a car to pick me up before breakfast. I hesitated for a moment before I decided to go back and see him.

On the way, I stared out the window of the car and wondered how I was going to face him today. 3

Although I had tried my best to clear up the misunderstanding last night, I wasn’t sure if he really bought it, and there was definitely still some awkwardness between us.

I sighed helplessly as I realized how hard it was for me to act like I didn’t care about Rufus. How could I hide my feelings of love for him?

As soon as I was with him, I wanted to kiss him, hug him and be close to him. If I could have it my way, I would stick to him like glue and never let him go.

As I set foot in the palace in low spirits, I saw Rufus sitting at the large dining table, reading a newspaper. I noticed his furrowed eyebrows relaxed when he saw me. He stood up and pulled out a chair for me to sit on.

I peeked at him and found his usual expression, apart from a small cut on his chin. He must have accidentally cut himself shaving.

“Milk or juice?”

“What?” His voice suddenly snapped me out of my thoughts. “Oh… Juice, please.”

Rufus slowly pushed the jug of juice in front of me. Although he didn’t say anything, I noticed the corners of his mouth tilt upwards, silently expressing his good mood.

I took a bite of a sandwich and kept silent. In truth, I was annoyed at myself because I was supposed to act like a cold b*tch from today, but I failed completely.

“Don’t just eat bread. Have some juice.” Rufus’ voice was so gentle and soothing to my ears that I couldn’t be unkind to him.

I sighed and put a piece of baked sausage on his plate. “Are you going to be busy today?”

A smile appeared on his face again when he saw the baked sausage. Then, he answered, in a voice that sound several times happier than before, “Yes, I’ll be busy today. Is there anything you want to do?”

“I would like to go for a walk outside the palace,” I replied, taking a sip of juice.

Rufus raised his eyebrows and said, “Okay, but you have to allow the guards to go with you.”

I licked my lips, wondering how to convince Rufus to give up on that idea.

After all, this time I needed to go to the black market. This was where the wizards and witches usually gathered and I had to look for anyone who could teach me how to refine memory-eating bugs.

I didn’t want the guards to accompany me because Rufus would find out what I was up to.

“I just want to go shopping and spend some time by myself…” I pouted my lips at him.

Rufus hesitated for a while and said, “I know that you like to keep a low profile, but…” 

After a pause, he sighed helplessly and compromised. “You have to bring Maya with you and at least one guard for protection.”

“Fine.”

I had no choice but to agree because I didn’t want him to get suspicious. I decided that I would have to ditch Maya and the guard after I was out of the palace.

After breakfast, Rufus walked with me outside of the imperial palace and then went to work.

I deliberately left the car but was still accompanied by an excited Maya and a strong burly b*odyguard.

On my walk, I realized that many of the werewolves knew me. They must have remembered me from when I saved the people from what happened in the forbidden forest and the border.

This thought filled me with ambivalent feelings. Just a year ago, I was nothing but a slave. But now, I was respected and loved by the public. This was something I couldn’t imagine happening to me ever.

And all of this was introduced to my life by Rufus. It was he who pulled me out of the mire and gave me hope and love.

As such, I had to protect Rufus at all costs.