Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 131

Did he deserve the beating he received from Patric?

Was Patric really that important to her?

Edgar was very annoyed!

Quite annoyed, indeed!

If possible, he wanted to put a sack over Patric’s head and send him to Antarctica to feed the penguins

tomorrow!

Feeling a heavy resentment toward the figure with his back turned in bed, Sylvia's lips curled slightly.

However, the injury on Edgar's back did look somewhat glaring.

“Seventeen, apply smedicine to his wound.”

Suddenly mentioned, Seventeen looked puzzled and asked, “Huh? Me?”

Sylvia glanced at him coldly and questioned, “Who else? Should | do it myself?”

“Fine.”

Seventeen wore a bitter expression.

This ungrateful person actually tried to harm their young miss. Can he give him poison?

Although he was unwilling deep down, he had no choice but to reluctantly retrieve the medical kit since their

Miss was watching him closely.

With Seventeen almost done, Sylvia turned around to leave when a pair of broad and sturdy hands suddenly

grabbed her wrist.

“Sylvia, talk withfor a while...”

Edgar had changed his lying position, not looking up. His voice sounded muffled from under the covers, and his

long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly. Coupled with his pale complexion, he looked quite

“delicate.”

Sylvia coldly glanced at him and said, “My tis precious; | don’t have the tto accomp conversation. Let

go.”

She deliberately emphasized the word “accompany,” emphasizing his current status.

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Edgar remained motionless and didn’t release his grip.

“Sylvia, | endured six hours alone this afternoon, it really hurts. The marble for in the living room is so cold, my

whole body has becstiff. Considering that i admitted my me, ‘s cut for a me

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His voice was soft, like a feather brushing past, and more like that of a wounded de text working

comfort.

He lay on the living room floor for six hours alone? Sylvia furrowed her brows and scanned fighteen standing

aside.

Eighteen lowered his head in panic. “L... | thought Mr. Fallen fainted from doing how work, so i diritt

Damn it, the more he explained, the worse it sounded.

Afraid that all the blwould fall on him, Eighteen quickly shut his mouth, retreated, and dosed the

door behind him.

With the sound of the door closing, the room fell completely silent.

Sylvia glanced down at Edgar, who was covered by the blanket. “What do you want to say?”

Edgar held onto her wrist and didn’t let go. “These past few days, when you were with Patric, were you doing

well?”

Hmm? Sylvia furrowed her brows.

Is he pretending to be weak and pitiful just to talk about trivial matters like this?

“Without a certain someone makingfeel uneasy, and with Mr. Smith being gentle and considerate, of course,

I'm doing very well.”

Knowing that she was mocking him, Edgar put on a serious expression and said, testing her, “I heard that the

Smith family has very high standards for their children’s spouses. Do you think Patric would defy the entire

family for you?”

Patric marrying her? Haha, what a big joke!

Sylvia sarcastically glanced at him. “That's my business. You don’t have the qualifications to meddle in my

affairs.”

Edgar noticed her expression, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

“It seems he has no intention of letting the Smith family know about your existence. So, are you being taken

care of and supported by him?”

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Sylvia chuckled at his words. “I doubt there's a man in the world who can take care of and supportAnd it

seems I'm the only one who takes care of and supports others.”

This statement was incredibly arrogant.

But coming from het, surprisingly, it didn’t feel out of place at all

Edgar narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully pondering the deeper meaning behind her words if she truly

possessed such capital, then perhaps she really was part of the Smith family.

In that case, her relationship with Patric might have a blood connection. They could never beclovers.

Wouldn't that mean that their previous intimate actions were merely those of family members?

Although this thought was only his speculation and hadn’t been confirmed, deep down, Edgar secretly

hoped it was true.

Lost in his thoughts, Sylvia noticed that he kept spouting meaningless, sarcastic remarks. She turned her head

and was about to leave.

Because Edgar was holding onto her wrist, Sylvia couldn't leave and becannoyed. “Edgar, what are you

trying to do?”

The man, with a pale face, looked at her pitifully. “Sylvia, my back hurts a lot. Can you blow on it to make

it feel better?”

“Hmm?”

Sylvia was completely thunderstruck by his request. How cshe never noticed that he could be so clingy?

“Are you beaten up on your back or is it your brain that’s been hit? Doesn't it work? Speak in a way that | can

understand!”

Edgar remained silent. He was truly in pain and tired. He just wanted her to comfort him for a moment.

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, Sylvia forcefully pried his hand off her wrist and was about to leave.

However, from behind, Edgar suddenly spoke with a deep voice: “During the days | was away, | went to the

mountains near the border between Wind City and Frant City. The reason | cback late was because | was

being pursued by a group of people, and those people were sent by Chris Smith.”

Sylvia's footsteps abruptly halted. Did Big Brother send people to kill him?

The third brother had only told her about Edgar's whereabouts and that he couldn’t cback for the time

being. But he didn’t tell her that the reason Edgar stayed behind was because of Big Brother.

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She suddenly remembered Edgar's reaction when he returned after the injected him with the special medicine.

Was the injury on his waist caused by Big Brother's people?

Sylvia stood by the door for a moment before smiling and responding, “Why are you suddenly tellingall this?

Did you think | would care about you?”

After speaking, she opened the door and left.

Seventeen was waiting outside the door and noticed the strange expression on her face when the came

out,

“Miss?”

She snapped back to reality and glanced at the medical kit in Seventeen’s hands. “Go inside and treat

him.”

“Yes.”

Seventeen nodded slightly and watched her leave the second floor before entering Edgar's room. Edgar was lost

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in his thoughts.

Judging from Sylvia's reaction earlier, it seemed like she was quite surprised by Chris Smith's involvement. It

seemed like it had nothing to do with her...

He let out a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from his heart.

“Hey, Mr. Fallen?” Seventeen interrupted his thoughts with a displeased expression. “Take off your shirt and lie

down. I'll apply the medicine!”

Edgar took the medical kit from his hands. “No need; I'll do it myself. You can leave.”

“You have an injury on your back. How can you apply the medicine yourself? Just because Miss Sylvia can touch

you, it doesn’t mean | can’t touch you, right?”

Edgar remained expressionless. “I'm not used to men touching me.”

What a strange habit this was!

However, Seventeen eagerly replied, “Well, that’s what you said. Don’t ccomplaining to Miss Sylvia

later.”

Although he said that, Seventeen still felt worried after leaving the room. He went to the thir to report the

situation to Sylvia.

or first

“If he enjoys being abused, let him be. Don’t bother with him. Go about your own business.”

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The door was open, and Sylvia was still standing by the window. Her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

Downstairs. Edgar heard it loud and clear, and his brows furrowed tightly.

It seemed like the beating he took was not worth it at all. He didn’t receive even a hint of sympathy from

someone, but instead received a barrage of mockery, saying he deserved it and enjoyed self-torture.

It was a loss! He applied santi-inflammatory cream to his back and went to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up late. Being beaten up again yesterday and crawling through the pipes had really

exhausted his stamina.

By the the woke up, Sylvia was no longer in the villa, and surprisingly, she didn’t give him any trouble. Edgar

found it somewhat strange and began to do the household chores as usual.

Ever since he learned that Sylvia and Patric might be relatives, he felt delighted. It was the opposite of his mood

from the previous few days.

Once Eric finished his investigation, perhaps many mysteries about Sylvia could be unraveled!

In the afternoon, he prepared the food as usual and waited for Sylvia to return from work. Sylvia did cback,

but behind her were two men he disliked very much.

Patric and Adrain.