Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 120

“You're not allowed to go.”

She said it concisely and was about to close the door.

“Walt, hiss...”

Edgar subconsciously reached out to touch the door. He twisted his face in pain, and a cold sweat broke

out on his forehead in an instant.

Sylvia was also shocked. “Are you stupid? Block it with your hands?”

The fingers were so sensitive. How painful would that be?

Edgar covered his right hand and felt a little aggrieved. “For the sake of my injured hand. Can't you listen to me

now? Although we have signed an agreement, | should have my basic rights. You can’t bully me, so don’t you

think...”

Sylvia interrupted him. “Speak clearly.”

“I want to go back to Cloud View Villa.”

He answered without hesitation and frowned slightly.

In the past, this expression was full of majesty.

However, because he had been injected with the special medicine that could weaken people, his skin was still

paler than before. He looked sick, and his expression gave people a sense of fragile beauty.

A 6'2"” tall man stood in front of Sylvia. She didn’t sense any oppression, but like a pet wolfhound.

Sylvia initially sympathized with him when she saw that his hand was injured, but when she heard his words, she

reacted instantly.

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“You son of a bitch, you want to play a trick on me?

“I have seen through you!” Sylvia thought.

“No, you can’t. Get out of here and go to sleep. I'll ask the bodyguards to pack it up and send it over tomorrow

morning.”

“Hey...”

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Edgar still wanted to say something, but the door slammed shut with a bang.

His face instantly turned cold. “You're heartless and unreasonable.”

After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs. He went straight to the first floor and planned. to go to

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the gate to see what was going on.

As soon as Edgar stepped out of the living room, two bodyguards suddenly jumped out of the darkness before he

could even step into the garden.

“You're not allowed to go out late at night. Mr. Fallen, please go back.”

Edgar looked gloomy. He could only turn around and go back to his room.

Since the bodyguards could detect his movements at any time, it was obvious that Sylvia was on guard against

him.

He looked at his phone. Eric had called him once. After deleting the record, he chose to turn off the phone.

In the past few days, he had searched for Sylvia all night in the mountains, then he was injured. Now, he was

really exhausted from cooking and working today.

As soon as Edgar lay down on the bed, he soon fell asleep.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of birds chirping suddenly woke him up.

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the darkness.

This was their unique secret signal. It was from Eric.

Edgar quickly got up and walked to the window. Suddenly, the chandelier above his head clicked open.

He turned around and saw Sylvia leaning against the door, looking at him with a faint smile.

Edgar stood still and stared at her.

He didn’t expect that after injecting this medicine, his sensitivity to his surroundings would decrease!

He didn’t know when she pushed the door open and cin.

Sylvia

just smiled and stared at him sharply.

“Aren’t you going to sleep?”

Edgar twitched the corner of his mouth. “I'm a little hungry and can’t sleep, so | want to go to the kitchen.”

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“Go to the kitchen? But you seemed to try to step to the window.”

She was amused. “Are you going to jump down from the second floor to find food?”

From the sound of the birds, she had noticed that there was something wrong.

After all, the security guards she set up for the yard were A-class. Not even a fly could fly in. How could there be

a bird?

Edgar didn’t say anything.

He couldn't think of a good reason to refute her.

Sylvia couldn't be bothered to expose him and only said, “It's already one o'clock in the morning. | advise. you to

sleep as soon as possible. You have to get up at six o'clock tomorrow to make breakfast. Don’t play any tricks

this time, or you won't be able to eat all day.”

After that, she turned around and went back to the third floor.

After a long while, there seemed to be no more sound from Eric. He probably noticed something unusual as well.

Edgar closed the curtains and planned to find an opportunity to contact Eric later.

Early the next morning. Edgar got up on taccording to Sylvia's instructions. As soon as he went downstairs,

he saw the bodyguards carrying things into the living room.

He walked over and found that it was all his luggage.

Why did it cso early?

When the bodyguards saw him coming over, they pointed at the piles of cardboard boxes and gloated.

“Mr. Fallen, please pack up the luggage before Miss Lancelot wakes up. Miss Lancelot doesn’t like the dirty and

messy environment. She will be unhappy if she sees your luggage.”

Edgar did not reply.

He knew that this was deliberately making things difficult for him.

With his current strength, he would probably be exhausted if he moved half of them. How could he finish moving

so many things in such a short time? What's more, he had to cook before Sylvia woke up.

Seeing that he didn’t move, the bodyguard said meaningfully, “Mr. Fallen, a man can’t be so weak, but if you

really can’t do it, you can ask us for help.”

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Edgar narrowed his eyes with a poker face and immediately began to carry the suitcase.

When Su

cout of the room, she saw that Edgar was sweating. His white shirt was also soaked in sweat, clinging to his

body, revealing his abs and mermaid lines.

Sylvia had always known that Edgar had a good figure, but she was not interested in him now.

She asked, “Is breakfast ready?”

“There's still one more cardboard box. Wait forfor a while.” Edgar gritted his teeth. It seemed that speaking

would make his body even more tired.

Sylvia nodded. She was not in a hurry and went downstairs to the living room.

Suddenly, her sharp eyes found that the first-aid kit she had taken out of the locker last night was gone.

She quietly withdrew her gaze and sat down on the sofa to watch TV.

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After waiting for about ten minutes, Edgar took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs.

When he passed by Sylvia, he went straight into the kitchen without sparing her a glance.

Sylvia guessed that he probably hadn't started cooking yet, so she got up and walked over.

However, she saw Edgar cout with two plates of warm dishes and put them on the table. Then he went into

the kitchen to fetch another dish and a pair of tableware.

She stood still and observed his busy figure for a while. She was slightly shocked.

In just one night, this man had adapted to all the arrangements she had made. In the morning, he had carried

heavy things and cooked for her. He had even arranged the tso quickly and reasonably to digest the

problems she had posed.

This man was not simple.

Sylvia had a vague feeling that he was hiding something.

While she was deep in thought, Edgar had already set up the table and stood quietly to the side, waiting for her

to sit down.

Sylvia looked at his obedient face and felt strange.

It seemed Edgar was acting and playing a new trick?

Although she thought so, she sat down quietly and began to taste her breakfast.

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The porridge was boiled and the sandwich was a little sweet...

Sylvia didn’t make things difficult for him on purpose.

After taking a few bites, she put down her spoon and Edgar went to wash the dishes.

It was still early, so Sylvia continued to sit on the sofa and ate fruits while watching TV series.

She glanced at Edgar, who was squatting on the ground pitifully, from tto time. She felt that her appetite

and mood were particularly good.

Previously, Yvonne deliberately made things difficult for her and forbade her from using mops in the villa. Yvonne

said that wiping the floor inch by inch would make the house cleaner.

Yvonne would never have thought that one day, her precious son would squat in front of the woman she

despised the most and wipe the ground.

“This is karma. I'm so happy to see it,” Sylvia thought.

Sylvia smiled and lazily stuffed a cherry into her mouth. Suddenly, her cell phone rang,

It was Belinda.

“Miss Sylvia, Greg Fallen is here. He's shouting in your office, saying that he wants an explanation from you! He

won't leave if you don’t come!”

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